Battle Poem
Myalgic Encephalomyelitis, a mystery to most,
A chronic illness, that leaves you feeling lost.
The fatigue is overwhelming, the pain is real,
A battle that's fought, but never truly healed.
Days blend together, in a haze of grey,
A never-ending cycle, that never seems to sway.
The brain fog is thick, the memory is weak,
The simplest of tasks, an impossible feat.
The isolation is heavy, the frustration is high,
A life that's changed, but no one knows why.
But through the darkness, a light shines through,
A determination, to make it through.
We may be tired, but we'll never give up,
We'll keep fighting until our strength is enough.
So let us raise awareness, let our voices be heard,
Prepare for the battle, we are undeterred.
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