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Sickness
Breathing is more difficult nowadays it's like the new me is breathless.
The silent wheezing in an out, till my chest pops out.
Pain pain why can't it stop. Deep breaths in an out. Sting sting in my throat. Deep thoughts of Lossing control.
Family is the key...to keep on trying.
My eyes upon their lips as they speak... the words that come out "just keep your head up Gabby you'll be fine". Seems to haunt me. So I can't sleep.
Doctor asks how is your pain today? Me I'm so lost in my deep thoughts ...it's like a line of vines, in my mind.
Surgery is needed for my heart to be fine.
Doctor it just can't be mine.
This heart that was bestowed upon me...
Just why why can't It be fine...it's just sick to me.
You say I can be free. But there is no end to my suffering. They say there is one way out but all my heart does is Shout. Thump thump thump my chest hurts with pain...but as I see there faces I try to explain.... family family its just a sickness that can go away....they look upon my face an into my deep brown eyes ...an they see past my pain as they reply.... it will one day.
The silent tears that flow no one in the night will know.
I take a breath with my hand apon my chest.
I get down on my knees an i pray for you to set me free from this misery ........... is all my tongue can shout.
Pain pain is what my heart is about.
The silent wheezing in an out, till my chest pops out.
Pain pain why can't it stop. Deep breaths in an out. Sting sting in my throat. Deep thoughts of Lossing control.
Family is the key...to keep on trying.
My eyes upon their lips as they speak... the words that come out "just keep your head up Gabby you'll be fine". Seems to haunt me. So I can't sleep.
Doctor asks how is your pain today? Me I'm so lost in my deep thoughts ...it's like a line of vines, in my mind.
Surgery is needed for my heart to be fine.
Doctor it just can't be mine.
This heart that was bestowed upon me...
Just why why can't It be fine...it's just sick to me.
You say I can be free. But there is no end to my suffering. They say there is one way out but all my heart does is Shout. Thump thump thump my chest hurts with pain...but as I see there faces I try to explain.... family family its just a sickness that can go away....they look upon my face an into my deep brown eyes ...an they see past my pain as they reply.... it will one day.
The silent tears that flow no one in the night will know.
I take a breath with my hand apon my chest.
I get down on my knees an i pray for you to set me free from this misery ........... is all my tongue can shout.
Pain pain is what my heart is about.
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