My body's war zone, a constant fight,

Pain's heavy chains, that bind me tight.

Migraine's drumbeat, a pounding ache,

Blurry vision, eyes that burn and ache.

Joints aflame, like fire they rage,

Elbow, wrist, knee, ankle, feet in a cage.

Slipped disk's sharp sting, shooting down my leg,

Every step a challenge, a constant dread and peg.

Creases cramp, hands and feet entwined,

Random stiches, sides and stomach's blind.

Ankles pop, a jarring sound,

My body's chaos, no peace is found.

Whole body aching, a relentless throb,

A symphony of pain, a cacophonous mob.

Feet's creases scream, hands' creases cry,

Cramps that seize, and won't let by.

No one sees, no one knows,

The weight I carry, the pain that grows.

"Just take ibuprofen," they say with a grin,

But they've not walked, in my shoes, within.

My pain's dismissed, my feelings doubted too,

"Maybe you're exaggerating," some whisper anew.

But I know my truth, my body speaks loud,

This pain's my reality, no act, no crowd.

Stress and frustration, a constant haze,

A life limited, in endless daze.

I miss the me, I used to be,

Free and wild, not this pain-filled entity.

When will they see, the war I wage?

The daily grind, the endless page?

I'm trapped inside, this hurting frame,

Longing for peace, for a painless day's claim.

But still I rise, through every test,

A warrior weary, but unbroken best.

In tiny victories, I find my strength,

A testament to resilience, at length.