In the quiet hum of morning light,
A body bears its unseen plight,
Fibromyalgia's tender touch,
Pain's embrace, it feels too much.
Widespread ache where muscles strain,
Ligaments and tendons share the pain,
Fatigue's shadow casts its spell,
In daily life, a silent yell.
Sleep, a restless, fleeting grace,
Shadows dance in a weary space,
Fibro fog, a mind unclear,
Lost in thoughts that disappear.
Causes buried deep in the mind,
Unseen threads that intertwine,
Genetics, trauma, stress, or more,
All weave into this aching core.
Yet hope remains in a balanced way,
Therapies that help each day,
Medication, exercise, a thoughtful plan,
To soothe the pain and guide the hand.
In the storm of chronic strife,
Small steps heal a wounded life,
Through gentle care and patient stride,
Fibromyalgia, you won't decide.
