The Disease

Crawling up my veins, I can feel it
The thought in my head, can I beat it? 

It has been a while now, it has become my only company 
Since I discovered it, I have been living in misery 

At first it was fine, I thought I was safe 
Until they tested me in metal things as dark as a cave 

The thoughts that run inside my mind 
"You're dying, you're dying", they're leaving me behind 

Helpless and useless on a bed 
The same place where I am going to end up dead 

These people's faces that I cannot stand 
Nurses and doctors stick needles in my hand 

All the people I thought were my friends 
None of them stuck by me to the end. 

But I didn't forget the tears my loved ones cried 
But in the end, they all seem so dead and dry

Me and the disease, now it is just a race 
So obviously clear from the paleness of my face 

It kills me, all the fake smiles they gave 
I wonder if they'll smile, after they place me in my grave 

And all the people around me, they don't understand 
But still, they stick needles so deep in my hand 

And now that I'm here, paralyzed and weak 
Nothing but another chance of life, do I humbly seek 

Tears fall down, and so does hair 
As empty as my soul, so is this life unfair 

All the misery and all the pain 
16 years have gone in vain 

The disease I fight, the disease I hate 
In my blood it so vigorously accumulates 

And none but God shall I try to persuade 
As my life so slowly fades

Copyright © Ahmed Rashwan | Year Posted 2008

Please Login to post a comment