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MALS: Dance of Pain
by DyHard Productions
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In the shadow of an unseen beast, I'm bound
A python's grip on my celiac artery, profound
Every heartbeat an echo in a cavern of pain
A razor-edged discomfort lining my gut, again and again
Each breath stolen away, throat held hostage
In the prison of this body, a war waged
Dismissed voices in cold sterile chambers
In a labyrinth of doubt, my plight encumbers
You don't own me MALS, you don't define my fight
Bound by my median arcuate ligament, writhing in perpetual night
You're a thief of joy, a maddening phantom
Yet, in the darkest hours, I find my anthem
A cascade of symptoms, like falling dominoes
The cruel dance of pain, only a sufferer knows
Each day a new trial, each night a war
In the labyrinth of my body, a menacing roar
A parade of faces, each with a shake of the head
Their words like ice, "It's all in your head"
Despair creeps in, a silent thief in the night
Eroding the shore of hope, blurring my sight
The mirror reflects a phantom, a shell of the past
A vibrant life now overshadowed, cast
The escalating torment, a crescendo of dread
A plea to the heavens, a prayer left unsaid
Then a whispered name of a doctor, a mantra in the dark
A ray of hope piercing the desolate stark
The diagnosis lands, a bitter-sweet victory
A name for the torment, a pivotal chapter in my story
You don't own me MALS, you're not my final word
My spirit unbroken, my strength undeterred
A symphony of pain, a constant reminder
Yet in the ashes of despair, I'm a survivor
Trapped in a private inferno unseen, misunderstood
Echoes of silence in a world that should
Recognize the battle, validate the pain
In the tapestry of life, we're not mere stains
You don't own me MALS, I'm not your captive soul
In the maelstrom of torment, I seize control
You may be my shadow, a relentless companion
Yet, in the face of adversity, I keep on championin'
Hear the patient's cry, believe our word
For the unseen battles are often the most absurd
Advocate for research, extend your hand
In our collective resilience, we make our stand
In the shadow of an unseen beast, I'm bound
A python's grip on my celiac artery, profound
Every heartbeat an echo in a cavern of pain
A razor-edged discomfort lining my gut, again and again
Each breath stolen away, throat held hostage
In the prison of this body, a war waged
Dismissed voices in cold sterile chambers
In a labyrinth of doubt, my plight encumbers
You don't own me MALS, you don't define my fight
Bound by my median arcuate ligament, writhing in perpetual night
You're a thief of joy, a maddening phantom
Yet, in the darkest hours, I find my anthem
A cascade of symptoms, like falling dominoes
The cruel dance of pain, only a sufferer knows
Each day a new trial, each night a war
In the labyrinth of my body, a menacing roar
A parade of faces, each with a shake of the head
Their words like ice, "It's all in your head"
Despair creeps in, a silent thief in the night
Eroding the shore of hope, blurring my sight
The mirror reflects a phantom, a shell of the past
A vibrant life now overshadowed, cast
The escalating torment, a crescendo of dread
A plea to the heavens, a prayer left unsaid
Then a whispered name of a doctor, a mantra in the dark
A ray of hope piercing the desolate stark
The diagnosis lands, a bitter-sweet victory
A name for the torment, a pivotal chapter in my story
You don't own me MALS, you're not my final word
My spirit unbroken, my strength undeterred
A symphony of pain, a constant reminder
Yet in the ashes of despair, I'm a survivor
Trapped in a private inferno unseen, misunderstood
Echoes of silence in a world that should
Recognize the battle, validate the pain
In the tapestry of life, we're not mere stains
You don't own me MALS, I'm not your captive soul
In the maelstrom of torment, I seize control
You may be my shadow, a relentless companion
Yet, in the face of adversity, I keep on championin'
Hear the patient's cry, believe our word
For the unseen battles are often the most absurd
Advocate for research, extend your hand
In our collective resilience, we make our stand
