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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