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'I Feel Alone - Jenny 'Hurry please' - Jenny 'Christmas in FibroLand' - Bobbi Schaller
The J in "CHRIST"mas - Leela

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I FEEL SO ALONE

Fibromyalgia is what they say....
but is this real or a game I play?????
"The pain is real" I tell the doc....
he looks at me...
and then the clock....
I feel as if he doesn't know....
the pain I feel from head to toe.... its comes and goes...
you never know...
what part of your body will be the next to go....
At first your back, shoulders, neck....
now shin bones, wrist bones, what the heck......
Am I crazy???? Is it true????
Is this pain real...or a game to you???
One day you'll know...
hopefully soon....
right now would be good....
since you send people to the moon.....
If you can do that...
then please help me now....
the pain is unbearable and I don't know how...
to last one more day..
feeling like I do when no one understands....
yes doctor you too....
(two weeks later)....
Fibromyalgia is still what they say....
but what is this thing that makes me feel this way?????
I hurt all over for reasons unknown.....
doctors are useless...
I feel so alone.....
they say I'm depressed...
well wouldn't you be????
for people to question your sanity.....
Its not in my mind...
I stress to the doc....
but once again...
he looks at the clock........
another pill...
lets try something new....
therapy, injections, amitriptyline too....
they just don't know....
can't figure it out.....
but instead of being honest....
look at you with doubt......
Soon they will know...
its not just a game ....
this thing is for real....
so who do I blame?????
For making me cry...
and feeling so blue....
when no one could see ...
that my pain is true................

Jenny

Hurry please

Hurry, hurry find a cure....
we're in pain...
and lifes a blur...
can't you see this thing for real.....
no one knows the pain we feel.....
we all come here to comfort others....
who suffer from "fibro"....
and "yes" some are mothers.....
we need our life back....
so help us please...
we'll do anything.....
even beg on our knees....
my kids, family, husband need me today....
and a year is too long....
so find something...
someway.......
now i'm hearing 12 or more years.....
I don't think I have that many tears.....
We try to cope from day to day....
but hurry please....
and we'll continue to pray.....

Jenny

































Christmas in FibroLand

It's Christmas time in FibroLand
and everyone is busy.
The carols are playing while we clean
but we are in a tizzy.

We're decorating and buying gifts
and then we'll soon start wrapping.
Let's not forget the Christmas cards.
Oh my, I feel like napping.

There are so many cookies to bake
and the day seems oh so long....
There's a tree to be trimmed, stockings to hang.
How can we stay strong?

It's hectic here in FibroLand
as Christmas is in the making.
Our families await a house of cheer,
While our bodies, they are aching.

It's Christmas Day in FibroLand.
Gifts unwrapped and everyone's fed.
We made it through another year.
Now it's time to go to bed.


Merry Christmas to all.....
And to all a good night....


Written by:

Bobbi Schaller
December 3, 2003



The J in "CHRIST"mas

Another year is almost gone, and 'CHRIST'mas is very near.
All the hustle and bustle gives me pain in my muscle, and also pain in my rear.

The carolers are singing, the bells are a ringing, the children are filled with glee.
My feet are a hurting, my arms are a aching, and I have a pain in my knee.

I know that there is a J that is in 'CHRIST'mas, but my mind is in fibrofog.
My husband is in the other room sleeping, and I must say he sleeps like a log.

I lay in my bed with thoughts in my head that nobody understands,
When suddenly I hear a still small voice that says, You are too busy in fibroland.

I am the one that was nailed to a tree, therefore I know your pain.
I am the one that puts the J in 'CHRIST"mas and JESUS is my name.

Leela



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