8/29/22 Cold

 Cold

I’m here but I’m not going to let you know about it for a while. I will give you subtle clues that let you know of my presence but never provide you with a definitive answer of whether or not I am here to stay.

Some days you will wake up, and I will be completely hidden, invisible, and you will think me gone, but other days I will come back just a little, just enough to make you nervous. You will sit and think about if I am going to get worse or just go away, and then I will lure you into a false sense of security as I disappear yet again.

You are not safe from me, as I still linger, just waiting in the darkness for the perfect moment, a moment when you need to be at your best, I will spring into action and bring you down to your worst. You won’t be able to function, your mind will swirl, the coughing won't stop, your throat will burn fiery flames, stinging at the slightest touch of air, the air you are desperately trying to get in as I have clogged your normal method of obtaining it. 

It will be perfect for me, I will thrive, after festering in the dark for so long, this is all I am waiting for. Your misery brings me success and that is all I crave. I am not strong enough to take you out completely, but to greatly weaken you for a time, that is my goal. 

I know I will be stopped but that doesn’t matter, for in that time I was hiding in the dark pits, through you I was spreading to others. I am undefeatable, I will always be here. You may get rid of me for a moment, but one day I will find my way back to you, and I will wait, just like before, and we will play this little game all over again.


The End

8/29/22

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