Bitter Cold
For months that I have suffered
My story must be told
I stand in defiance
But the air is bitter cold
I have learned to be my voice
Events yet to enfold
I fight for survival
But the air is bitter cold
My body slowly dying
Too young to be so old
I face mortality
And the air is bitter cold
Too much has been left undone
Sons hand in need to hold
I question my demise
Though the air is bitter cold
I want to live forever
I need to break the mold
To make a difference
But the air is bitter cold
A something is not quite right
For this they must be sold
Beg for diagnosis
But the air is bitter cold
The sooner it is found out
The treatment could be gold
To save my life, my sons
Though the air is bitter cold
Fear to face the mystery
But bravery is bold
Will fight to live for him
Even though,
The air is bitter cold
My story must be told
I stand in defiance
But the air is bitter cold
I have learned to be my voice
Events yet to enfold
I fight for survival
But the air is bitter cold
My body slowly dying
Too young to be so old
I face mortality
And the air is bitter cold
Too much has been left undone
Sons hand in need to hold
I question my demise
Though the air is bitter cold
I want to live forever
I need to break the mold
To make a difference
But the air is bitter cold
A something is not quite right
For this they must be sold
Beg for diagnosis
But the air is bitter cold
The sooner it is found out
The treatment could be gold
To save my life, my sons
Though the air is bitter cold
Fear to face the mystery
But bravery is bold
Will fight to live for him
Even though,
The air is bitter cold
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