Living In Pain Poem by Hannah Davies

Sitting on the bathroom floor
Feeling like I can't take much more.
My stomach feels so bloated and hard
I feel like a great big tub of lard.

Slumped up by the toilet seat
I feel so clamy and over come with heat.
Need to let the poison out, I must be sick
Then foolows the calm, listen to the clock on the wall tick.

Meal times are the worst
If I eat anything I'm sure I will burst.
I can feel my stomach churn
The stomach acid rises and begins to burn.

The thought of eyes watching me eat
I want to be anywhere other than on that seat.
Play with the food on my plate, hope it will disappear
Some people think I'm being stupid, but they have no idea.

Too scared to eat in case it sets off the pain
Irritable Bowel Syndrome is such a drain.
The medication doesn't always help
The spasms can get so bad, they make me cry and yelp.

Stress also seems to trigger it off
I have to be careful, even when I cough.
At times it feels like someone is stabbing me
Like something is trying to kick its way free.

At times I am even unable to walk
Unable to think staight, don't even want to talk.
How I wish it would just go away
I hate having to deal with this every day.