Beneath the skin so fragile and thin, Where blisters rise from the slightest sin, At first, it starts with a gentle peel, Yet soon, it deepens, wounds to reveal.
In Epidermolysis Bullosa's grasp, Each layer speaks with a tender rasp. Firstly, Simplex takes the outer shield, Though mild, its pain is not concealed.
Meanwhile, Junctional’s deep-rooted strain, Links epidermis and dermis in pain. Thus, it threatens infants’ tender breath, Marking lives with the shadow of death.
Next, Dystrophic binds the layers below, Where scars emerge as tissues grow. And then, Kindler's mix does cruelly confound, With traits from all, its spectrum is profound.
As symptoms spread, they tell a tale, Of blistered hands and bodies frail. Moreover, wounds may refuse to mend, While infection looms and health may bend.
However, science works toward light, Through trials and care, it leads the fight. For instance, gene therapy holds a key, To rebuild skin's fragile tapestry.
Furthermore, through hands both skilled and kind, Pain is eased, and hope defined. Yet, as struggles persist, communities stand, Offering strength, a helping hand.
Thus, though EB’s trials weigh down the soul, Its sufferers seek a life made whole. So let us honor their strength anew, While the world finds ways to breakthrough.
