Pain Thesis, a Cold Truth

Yeahhh.
Cold truth incoming.
Let's get it.
When the world gets
heavy hold the tether,
stay steady.
Snow gets deep whiteout hit,
get ready.
Metronome stepper move sharp,
mind deadly.
Kill the comfort this
life ain't gentle
or petty.
Hold the tether.
Hold the tether.
Yeah hold the tether.
Every day you
talk about pain
like a thesis
back pain,
knee pain,
stress that increases.
Using big words
like a doctor who teaches,
but your drive
go missing right
when life reaches.
You self diagnose every
ache you feel,
make excuses sound smart,
but excuses still real.
Got a list of conditions
like a badge you reveal
but the world don't care,
and the cold don't heal.
I seen elders
with nothing walk
miles in snow,
I seen tough ones break
but still stand,
still go.
I seen lazy boys crumble
from a breeze too low
saying I can't today,
like the answer is no.
Pain ain't special,
you just speak it well.
Life hit all
of us hard
like a warning bell.
Quit talkin' symptoms
like a story to sell
you want strength.
You earn it
where the weak men fell.
When the world gets
heavy hold the tether,
stay steady.
Snow gets deep whiteout hit,
get ready.
Metronome stepper move sharp,
mind deadly.
Kill the comfort this
life ain't gentle
or petty.
Hold the tether.
Hold the tether.
Hold the tether.
You describe fatigue
like a medical text,
talk inflammation
like a scientist next.
But when life push hard,
you freeze perplexed.
Pain ain't language
pain is what
you outwork next.
You know every term
for the way you hurt,
but can't name one
goal you'll drag
through the dirt.
You write essays on
why you can't insert
even one good habit in
the life you skirt.
You know all the
jargon fancy talk,
clean.
But you fold
when the storm turn violent
and mean.
You say my body's broken,
but what I've seen
is a mind
that gave up long
before pain intervened.
Stand up.
Breathe deep.
Quit braggin' about strain.
Everyone hurt
you're not unique in pain.
You want strong.
Choose strong.
Over and over again.
When the world gets
heavy hold the tether,
stay steady.
Snow gets deep whiteout hit,
get ready.
Metronome stepper move sharp,
mind deadly.
Kill the comfort this
life ain't gentle
or petty.
Hold the tether.
Hold the tether.
Hold the tether.
You talk symptoms all night
like a bedtime tale,
listing every way your
body might fail.
But humans ain't glass
they built to prevail.
You want to rise.
Then walk through the hail.
Pain is common.
Weakness optional.
Discipline rare.
This world ain't built
for me,
myself,
and my ache
this world's built
for the ones who
refuse to break.
Stop narrating pain
like it's some earthquake
stand up,
hold tight
your life is at stake.
You ain't alone.
You ain't fragile.
You're just out of practice.
Grab that tether.
Pull hard.
Climb past your own madness.
When the world gets
heavy hold the tether,
stay steady.
Snow gets deep whiteout hit,
get ready.
Metronome stepper move sharp,
mind deadly.
Kill the comfort this
life ain't gentle
or petty.
Hold the tether.
Hold the tether.
Hold the tether
we survive together.
Yeahhh.
Less talk.
More grit.
Hold the tether.