Ahem.

Sep 22, 2006 13:27

In, uhm, honor of the new disease that has weaseled its way past my impeccable defensive immune system... I felt the need to rewrite a Dashboard Confessional song.

Oh, sweet lungs you've failed me now.
Your congestion has turned into fear;
Fills my throat with every step.
I'd like to move quick, but you're eating up my life.

Just one more breath, I beg you please.
Just one more sneeze, my nose is chapped.
My heart is sturdy, but it needs you to survive.
My heart is sturdy, but you lungs suck.

Breathe, don't you want to breathe? (YES!)
I know that you were once strong enough to handle what I need.
My capillaries scream; what the crap is your problem?
My body needs a rest and a diet rockstar.
Will you carry me to the hospital room?

Steady lungs, stop being dumb.
I feel you squellching, but you won't let me die.
Fill me up with every step.
I'm feeling sick, Oh please God let me die!

Just one long breath, I beg you please.
For God's sake, you are not weak.
My legs are sturdy, but they need you to survive.
My heart is sturdy, but I need you.

Breathe, don't you want to breathe, (YES!)
And know that you were once strong enough to handle what I need?
My capillaries scream; what the crap is your problem?
My body needs a rest and a diet rockstar.
Will you carry me there once more?
Once more.

I have reason to believe that I have cytotoxic T-Cells.
I can't feel them in my blood, in my mouth, and in my chest.
I miss you Natural Killer Cells, do not accept defeat!
I feel the tension in my lungs and every move they are filled with...,

Breathe, don't you know how to breathe?
I know that you could be strong enough to handle what I need.
My capillaries scream; bring me some oxygen!
My body needs oxygen to continue living!
Will you do the job you were created for?

... It's as if Chris knew exactly what I was feeling... ::sniff!::
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