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If Chronic Pain Were Olympic Sport
'If chronic pain were Olympic sport' Morning shocks me with a jolt Night time flies like Usain Bolt If dream of sleep were 'lympic pride My pain within I'd win not hide If feeling tired, was winning gold My chronic illness medal hold We would be there chasing Mo If energy won at being low If 'pushing through' meant top of game And trembling hands meant pride and fame If migraine vice meant all things nice And neck strain drain meant King of pain If winning crunch was base of spine Or BP drop that renders blind We would excel Olympic pride Where no one you love would dream you 'lied' They'd even know it's genes so fate They'd say 'I believe' not 'you exaggerate' If feeling drained was strong like Phelps Where tiredness reigns and brain fog helps POTS fatigue, compression nylons Clunky shoulders easy bronze If Olympian meant broken bowel We'd feel their pain, lay on beach towel For every day we feel that burn From joints all round and stomach churn If chronic pain were Olympic pride We'd win hands down, in bed would hide
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