Beneath the laughter, coughs, and sneezes,
A silent battle, secrets hidden close.
A tide that surges, pressure ever squeezes,
Unwanted drops where joy and freedom flow.
Pelvic floor, once strong, now whispers weakness,
Muscles strained by burdens nature bore.
Leaking streams that mark a hidden bleakness
Each laugh a gamble, joy that stings the core.
But hope still rises, whispers like a prayer,
For knowledge found, in sunlight's guiding rays.
Treatments bloom, a strength beyond compare,
To mend the tear and chase the stormy days.
Kegel whispers, muscles rise anew,
Lifestyle shifts, a path of wellness paved.
Medications soothe, with gentle, calming dew,
Surgery's touch, a promise bravely braved.
So break the silence, let the story flow,
No shame in whispers, burdens laid to rest.
For healing hands will guide the way you go,
And claim the triumph, joy reborn, your best.
Strength renewed, you'll dance in sunlit rain,
Laughter a symphony, no hidden sting.
For SUI won't hold you back, in vain,
You'll rise above, and let your spirit sing.
