My Disease

My diagnosis rendered at seventeen
Test after test and an operation too late
They cut me open to find the cause
Huge railroad track scars remain as a reminder

They call it Crohn’s Disease, my disease
My intestines are held by hands that strangle and wring me like a wet cloth
My pain is eternal and everlasting

I’ve spent hours and nights alone paying homage to porcelain gods with vomit
I’ve driven many roads with one hand on the wheel and the other holding my protruding stomach
I’ve been sprawled on the floor crippled while contractions pulsate and multiply
I can hear my heartbeat in my stomach
I want to stab it, stab me

Day by day I try not to dwell on my pain
I eat my steady fix of steroids and medical candy
Look in my cabinet and take your pick
Which ones will I swallow today?
I don’t want your sympathy
I don’t need condolences from you
You wouldn’t understand the way I feel
You can never know my plastic gut

Pain is power that drives me to overcome
Power is strength which encourages me to write
Strength is will and is necessary for achievement
Will is everything and that is all I have left


Something about my Biology


Morphine doesn't work on me, something 'bout my Biology

I've been an old man all of my life, several times been cut by the knife

No Norco or Vicodin, pills are scary and they make my head spin

No Percocet or Oxycontin, some alcohol when the pain just wins

Diagnosed at 17, told me I had Crohn's Disease

Before that when I was 12 years old, shot my hip with human growth hormone

Said I had Thalassemia Trait, red blood cells my hemoglobin wouldn't take

Gave me shots of Vitamin B-12, those iron pills really hurt like hell


Just want to live one day pain free

Just want to live some day pain free

Something about my Biology

Something about my Biology, oh gee


First Prednisone and 6MP, also known as Mercaptopurine

Some Flagyl and Azulfidine, some Cipro and Mesalamine

Pentasa really would make my skin crawl, threw up 20 shells of Asacol

Entocort and lots of Remicade, Humira needles now in my belly

3 resections countless hospital stays, every day I live in chronic pain

Cortisone injections in my hands, will I ever play guitar again?

Cut me up give me some carpal tunnel, prefer Dilaudid or some Demerol

Upper GI's Colonoscopies, Double Balloon Endoscopies


Just want to live one day pain free

Just want to live some day pain free

Something about my Biology

Something about my Biology, oh gee


Heroin is such a drag, steals your soul and makes your life sad

Got no time for Meth or Crack Cocaine, paranoia or going insane

PCP and DMT no not at all, but Marijuana is the best of them all

It's the only thing that makes me hungry, thank you Proposition 215

I want to thank all my family and friends, who stood by me through the thick and thin

I don't want or need your sympathy, I'm just dealing with reality

I'm grateful for modern medicine, the hand of god in all my surgeons

Shorter life expectancy, this is the story of Luper Dupree


Just want to live one day pain free

Just want to live some day pain free, pain free

Just want to live some day pain free

It's something 'bout my Biology, oh gee


Morphine doesn't work on me, something 'bout my Biology

All I want now is to be a good dad, see my kids grow up help make their lives rad.