NEW poem.... The Rain is Moving In Debra Van Ness

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Rain is moving in as I feel the pain increase,

no one can see the misery of this silent evil beast.

Others become ill with diseases that we can see,

I set aside my pain to give my love so carefree.

I exist in some corner of a lonely silent pain,

They don't understand how these demons wax and wane.

The face of this monster wants to be unknown.

His exhaustion leaves me drained so I will sit alone.

Alone with all the labels they have chosen to create,

they beleive I am a liar never thinking of my fate.

Along the path of life I still put my feet in motion,

pain hides behind my smile, I exist and hide emotion.

If I cry they will say I only want attention... If I smile

then this illness is not worth a mention.

When I don't complain they say nothing must be wrong,

If I tell them of the horrors they say I am not strong.

I hear my friends, though their voices do not speak.

It is " simply in my head, I am a liar or just weak " .

Rain is moving in as the sunlight fades to gray....

life exists in clouds of a distant yesterday.

My emotions are now numb as I fight this evil pain.

I have learned that explanations are given all in vain.

Perhaps in tomorrows they will find the evil face,

as tingling turns to burning, today they see no trace.

Rain is moving in... Fibromyalgia hides my sun,

somehow I know the storm has only just begun.

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Wow...

Gentle hugs and love,

Annie in TN

debra van ness ladybug75901@...> wrote:

Rain is moving in as I feel the pain increase,

no one can see the misery of this silent evil beast.

Others become ill with diseases that we can see,

I set aside my pain to give my love so carefree.

I exist in some corner of a lonely silent pain,

They don't understand how these demons wax and wane.

The face of this monster wants to be unknown.

His exhaustion leaves me drained so I will sit alone.

Alone with all the labels they have chosen to create,

they beleive I am a liar never thinking of my fate.

Along the path of life I still put my feet in motion,

pain hides behind my smile, I exist and hide emotion.

If I cry they will say I only want attention... If I smile

then this illness is not worth a mention.

When I don't complain they say nothing must be wrong,

If I tell them of the horrors they say I am not strong.

I hear my friends, though their voices do not speak.

It is " simply in my head, I am a liar or just weak " .

Rain is moving in as the sunlight fades to gray....

life exists in clouds of a distant yesterday.

My emotions are now numb as I fight this evil pain.

I have learned that explanations are given all in vain.

Perhaps in tomorrows they will find the evil face,

as tingling turns to burning, today they see no trace.

Rain is moving in... Fibromyalgia hides my sun,

somehow I know the storm has only just begun.

__________________________________________________________

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know-it-all with Yahoo! Mobile. Try it now.

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You should publish that one Debra, it's wonderful!

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ness

Sent: Monday, May 05, 2008 1:16 PM

To: Fibromyalgia_Support_Group

Subject: NEW poem.... " The Rain is Moving In " Debra Van Ness

Rain is moving in as I feel the pain increase,

no one can see the misery of this silent evil beast.

Others become ill with diseases that we can see,

I set aside my pain to give my love so carefree.

I exist in some corner of a lonely silent pain,

They don't understand how these demons wax and wane.

The face of this monster wants to be unknown.

His exhaustion leaves me drained so I will sit alone.

Alone with all the labels they have chosen to create,

they beleive I am a liar never thinking of my fate.

Along the path of life I still put my feet in motion,

pain hides behind my smile, I exist and hide emotion.

If I cry they will say I only want attention... If I smile

then this illness is not worth a mention.

When I don't complain they say nothing must be wrong,

If I tell them of the horrors they say I am not strong.

I hear my friends, though their voices do not speak.

It is " simply in my head, I am a liar or just weak " .

Rain is moving in as the sunlight fades to gray....

life exists in clouds of a distant yesterday.

My emotions are now numb as I fight this evil pain.

I have learned that explanations are given all in vain.

Perhaps in tomorrows they will find the evil face,

as tingling turns to burning, today they see no trace.

Rain is moving in... Fibromyalgia hides my sun,

somehow I know the storm has only just begun.

__________________________________________________________

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