Time flies and as the years creep by
My knees are sore and weak
my heart is torn and meek
my eyes are memories
long forgotten
forever ignored
I hate the feeling in my throat
the will life has for air
even though it treats me so unfair
I hold my breath and squeeze my eyes
My heart pounding
Lungs feel as though they are doubling in size
I feel faint, dizzy and just before I welcome the darkness
I slip into a short rest and awake again only to find
that my knees are sore and weak
My heart is torn and meek
My eyes are memories I don't want anymore
and my breath is still here
never opening my deathly door