Breathe...
Always changing day after day.
What to expect? Whats coming my way?
Something I hate; feeling like this.
To breathe easy, that is my wish.
Coughing and drowning, I choke and I gasp.
All the while knowing my life is ending to fast.
Nebulizers and oxygen, pills and vests.
Total chaos, I cant take it, My life is a mess.
What would I give to have a normal life.
To survive long enough to be called someone's wife.
Although its not possible, there is no cure in sight.
And I'm getting weaker, I don't know how much longer I can keep up the fight.
The things I would trade to just take a breath.
instead of constantly running, trying to escape my own death.
...Easy
