Warrior
I wear my heavy chains of armour
They weigh heavy on me
I am scarred and I bleed
My wounds are open
I am so bruised
I am purple and blue
I am sore and pain is travelling through me constantly
The pounding headache
The pain, fatigue, sickness continues
I battle with my humour and inner strength
I distract from my pain with my poetry and art
I am a Fibromyalgia warrior
I have my shield and sword
I wear my see through purple scarf under my chains of armour
At night I admit defeat
I cannot hide my pain anymore
My chains of armour he unchains
He releases me
My see through purple scarf
He discards
He sees my nakedness
My bruised and battered body from my daily fight
He makes love to me and licks my scars
He knows the results the same
Overwhelming pain
He wants to heal my wounds
No matter how he tries the pain remains
I have another sleepless night
The Fibromyalgia Warrior fights the battle throughout the night
Toria
2021
Comments