To Fibro-

You shatter my soul
And fuck with my brain
When I'm already drowning
In the torrential rain

You're violent; moving in my life
I hate you. I hate me.
I hate that 'hate' is such a strong word-
But that hate is all I see.

Take everything
Take it all: happiness, freedom and joy
You've already taken it all
Except my little boy

I don't have a heart (the last of it shattered last night)
I don't have any more tears
As I screamed,"Why?"
But to lose him is the my very last real fear

I wish my family understood
They're pushing me vehemently towards 'normal, the state of'
And I've already taxed my patience, hope and faith
I've already sworn there's not possibly anything below me, or above

My loss of spirit has culminated to emptiness
With every painful step
It's difficult for me to recall things
But the Hell is what I'd like to forget

I am no longer me.

I am Less than Sarah.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Fas, in the year 553 AD.