I’d rather not know if I’m about to die
I’ll ignore all the symptoms and live a lie
The blood in my urine the lump in my breast
The faints and the dizzy spells the pains in my chest.
The suffering in silence I keep locked inside
The nightmares and torment the fears that I hide
I’m too scared to tell anyone I know what they’ll say
You must get it checked out, go right away.
So I carry on as normal, as normal can be
I pretend to be in control when it’s controlling me
It’s always there pestering it won’t leave me alone
I know it’s in there festering eating into my soul.
As I lay here on my bed with no more tears to cry
I wish I’d gone to see the doctor, cos I don’t want to die!
© Kelvin Rush