congested disease.

the pressure runs up my face.
this perfect image of you, slowly fading away.
my vision is impaired,
youve become nothing but a blur.
my sinus aches in pain.

the luring scent of your cologne,
it lightly caresses me, but i smell nothing.
the headache worsens,
the very scent that once drove me insane,
now does nothing for me.

my head is spinning, im blacking out.
you rush to my side.
like a fairytale, you force your lips onto mine.
but im too congested,
the kiss was unbearably tasteless.

im so numb, i no longer feel your touch.
you let me be, you turn away.
i have no voice to call after you.
im screaming at the top of my lungs,
but i have uttered nothing more than a whisper.

this disease has taken all of me.
staggering to the floor, i admit defeat.
white flag in the air .. the towel thrown into the ring.