Free to be me

March 29, 2011

Here’s (yet) another poem on the subject of M.E.:

Free to be me

Once upon a time,
I could think of a rhyme
that was not about M.E.
rather, me.

Caught up in the fog,
left me stuck in a bog.
And I’m trapped,
trapped by the walls of M.E.

Sleepless nights
will bring me no more frights,
because of my identity
(and that’s not in M.E.)

Fighting the fatigue
that did not belong to me.

I have a retreat,
where I can hear the birds tweet,
in the sanctuary
of rest.

I’m not defined by the rain,
even when I’m dancing,
and in pain.

My identity is free;
free from M.E.
free to be me.

Free to be
the woman God called me to be;

In my weakness,
the weakness of M.E.,
I had no choice
but to rely on The One you despise.

You can tear me apart,
you can wound my heart.
But you may hold me no longer;
this fight has only made me stronger.

Because He died,
He died for me.
He died so that I,
could be free.

Free, from the pain,
the rain,
of this world.
From the things that bound me
to M.E.

And I’m
Free to be
the woman God called me to be;


  1. Lovely Poetry
    Here’s Mine STUFF

    !! }{APPY RALLY !! xD

  2. love your strength..
    keep fighting…

    would love to have you join us at poets rally..leave a comment if you wish to be part of it.

    poem on,
    your talent rocks.

  3. Wonderful. May you always be free to be the woman God made you. In the end, it’s a choice, isn’t it. Well wrought and well written poem. Enjoyed much and thank you for contribution to Poets Rally. Hope you enjoy your visits and visitors.

    Poem on …

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