fighting to live

Battling the illness for six long hard years

Enduring the pain fighting back the tears

Hoping and praying some cure will be found

Before I am found listless dead on the ground.

 

Knowing. There's. Help a way to prolong

but nobody. Cares its the same old damn song

more worried what others would think of them

wondering if they help will that be counted as sin

 

sometimes it's. Difficult. I just want to. Cry

wandering if it's. Better to give up. And die

the pains so damn murdeous it may claim. Me one night

but I'll keep fighting to. Live I won't give up. The fight.