Fairy tale dreams of mine,

of meeting the man of

my dreams, of a house

and a picket fence,

with a carefree lifestyle

for just me and him.

Fairy tale dreams of mine,

of a job, of making money

thriving in life,

having fun and

dancing round,

surrounded me

as a child.

Now they have

been taken away,

ripped away by

a monster,

fibromyalgia.

It causes pain

of unimaginable levels,

it causes you to be

exhausted simply

rising out of bed.

Your dreams of a guy

is null and void,

no guy wants a girl

who depends on

him for every little thing.

Your dreams of a life

full of funness,

carefreeness,

happiness,

and thriving,

gone with the monster

raging inside.