In the quiet hush of the early morn,
A discomfort within, a feeling forlorn,
A burning, gnawing, sharp pain takes its hold,
Dyspepsia's tale in verses unfolds.
In the upper abdomen, it does reside,
A sensation of fullness, hard to hide,
Bloating swells, a distention within,
As I grapple with this internal din.
Nausea's whispers, a tempest's brew,
Vomiting may come, a symptom too,
Yet, I persevere through this uneasy fight,
In the realm of dyspepsia's long night.
Early satiety, a cruel jest,
Eating little, yet feeling so blessed,
For relief from this plight, I pray,
As I face the challenges of each new day.
Heartburn's flames, a burning sensation,
A fiery path through this dark equation,
Dyspepsia's puzzle, a riddle untold,
In my abdomen's story, it unfolds.
Caused by factors both diverse and wide,
Spicy feasts and fatty foods as a guide,
Stress and smoking, a perilous road,
Dyspepsia's seeds, within us, sowed.
Alcohol's embrace, a double-edged sword,
Medications too, their presence explored,
Underlying conditions, hidden from sight,
Unraveling the mystery, seeking the light.
Treatment's path, a winding trail,
Dietary changes, stress set to scale,
Antacids, prescriptions, a helping hand,
To tame the flames of this fiery land.
In the world of health, I take my stand,
Seeking answers from a caring hand,
Consulting the expert, the healer's skill,
Dyspepsia's puzzle, we aim to fulfill.
