I lie here in my bed
Fever overpowering my senses, clouds over my head
I can hardly feel my fingertips
Nor sense anything around
This fever really
Has gotten me pinned to the ground
I open my eyes
To a wet cloth slowly brushing away the sweat
I feel hot inside
Cold outside
And like I am losing my breath
I need to drink
Like I haven't drank for a month
This fever is stabbing me
In all the right spots
I don't give up that easy, you know
I know I can fight this fever
That I can fight this pain
The path that I will follow unto thee
Under this drenched sweaty rain
I know I am not alone
Nor will I ever be
I will always be
A fighter, inside, for all eternity
Friday, April 28, 2006
The Fever
Posted by Sleepless In Muscat at 21:36
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2 comments:
Salaamaaaat!!!
MJ:
ALLLLLLLAAAHHH ysalmich :P
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