Fibromyalgia:

Comfort is the lie.

Pain is real.

Dancing on my nerves,

Under my skin.

Who knows this Noble Truth best?

One who chooses austerity?

The demon haunts my every

waking breath,

A firey curse, a living

Inquisition.

How well I know the

final drop of wine,

The last Aspirin in the bottle,

and the exact

Location

of

HELL

5/27/10