Constriction

[auseraph]

A Poem. By me.

Lying awake in the pale light
The Gensis of affliction closes in
A swollen tradgedy causing despair

I wish the day were barren
But to endure I am obliged
I feel the walls begin to enclose
Weakening and restricting my air

A cerebral ache emerges
Dull and hammering,
It is felt to the core
How will I stop the agony?
The elixir will stop the pain
But what will stop the constriction?

Constriction holding me prisoner
River of Viscosity ruining the scheme
The Elixer will quell the fever
But the constriction will not end
No, the constriction will not end

Suffering in the pale morning light
I wonder the concequences of my choice
If the pressures of symptoms increase
Will they be my unraveling?
What will be the aftermath?
Through the viscosity will you hear my voice?

Constriction holding me prisoner
River of Viscosity ruining the scheme
The Elixer will quell the fever
But the constriction will not end
No, the constriction will not end

This poem is about John's sniffles. It is very dramatic, because a dramatic situation calls for drama.
Thoughts?=D