Godsend

He calls them "scripts",
His prescriptions, his meds.

And from what we know
Of each other,
It should be short for "scriptures",

'Cause he told me yesterday
That I was a godsend.

I don't think
God did him any favors,

But I'll bet you he'll debate it
And say otherwise,

Even if he's having trouble
Filling his lungs with air

'Cause he knows
I've promised him some of mine.



note: Heh, don't try to figure it out, it's just the way it is.