I wrote this a long time ago for another reason, but after rereading it just a while ago, I think it applies to anyone suffering with Fibromyalgia as well. Most everything else on this page, I don't mind if you print it out when you need others to see it. This poem though is copyrighted and I ask that you email me for permission to print it or copy it somewhere else. All intellectual rights are reserved regardless. Email whisperwood8@sbcglobal.net for permission.
“I Had Need”
Copyright By Deborah Osborn Croke
09/07/89
Stronger than steel...no key to be found...
I screamed in pain yet there was no sound.
I lived in cycles of shame and of fear...
I couldn’t let the people get near...
Locked tight in battles of no results...
I lived my life in constant tumult.
Spinning the wheel with no yarn to weave...
Creating a void for wounds that won’t bleed.
I Had Need.
Urge and desires were often unmet...
Days were carried away in a mist...
Years passed quickly yet they never ended.
Though justice I sought...no one defended.
Peace was elusive and dreams died away...
I quit reaching and everything stayed...
Just as it was and may always be...
I Had Need
Dawn must come to every life.
One filled with joy, one with strife.
Dark before dawn-clouds lined with silver.
Peace flows in like a roaring river.
The dam must break before water can flow.
The river ran deep from out of my soul...
Tears stained my pillow and streaked in a race.
To carry the pain to some other place...
I Had Need
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