In a world of wheat and flour, I slowly tread,
Bound by chains of Celiac's dread.
A prisoner of a gluten-laden realm,
Where every bite could overwhelm.
Invisible foes, these proteins, they hide,
Within the grains, where dangers reside.
I long for a taste of the forbidden bread,
But gluten's vengeance fills me with dread.
A single crumb, a careless touch,
Leads to a torment that's just too much.
My body rebels, a battleground within,
As gluten's poison does its cruel spin.
Oh, the temptations that surround me,
Pastries, pizzas, and pasta, you see.
I watch them all from afar, in despair,
Knowing they're a burden I cannot bear.
Friends gather around, devouring bread with glee,
While I sit there, isolated, and empty.
An outcast in a world of glutenous delight,
I long for a taste, but it's never right.
The restaurant menus, a daunting maze,
With hidden gluten in many a craze.
I ask for a gluten-free dish with care,
But cross-contamination's always there.
The social gatherings, a bittersweet plight,
As I bring my own food to the table's light.
I smile through the pain, pretending it's fine,
But inside, I'm crumbling, one day at a time.
The sadness of being Celiac, it's true,
Is not just the diet, but a life askew.
A constant struggle, a battle unseen,
Between what I crave and what's truly clean.
So, here I stand, a Celiac soul,
With a heart that's heavy, a lifelong toll.
I mourn the loss of gluten's embrace,
And navigate a world where I must find my place.