getting
better
is
hard.
i was told
by my doctors
that
it will be
a process.
an uphill battle.
they
were
not
kidding.
turns out
getting better is
exercising
with screaming muscles.
it is
reading textbooks
with a pounding headache.
it is
desensitization
with burning skin.
it is
moving through
the pain
when all
i want to do
is give up
and rest.
it is
going to bed
at the end
of the day
with a body
that feels
more broken
than usual.
but hopefully
this is
the dark
before
the light
at the end
of the tunnel.
YOU ARE READING
the color orange, and other things twisted by chronic illness
Poetryone person's reflection on living with fibromyalgia