05-10-2021, 09:23 AM
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How long has it been?
Bedridden, struck down. To be the patient, instead of the doctor.
A hole in my chest, glass in my lungs.
A tube through my throat to keep the air flowing, breath in my stead.
I must be looking downright pathetic.
A defeat well earned, for the man who started to think he was invincible.
Yet still, I am nothing but a human. Mortal.
I can still hear it. The faint sound of the machine ringing, beeping...
The sound that proves I'm alive.
I… Need to press on. I need to survive. To live another day.
There is still a wedding, I want to be part of.