Cold

"I get knocked down.
But I get up again.
You're never gonna keep me down."

I feel it coming on.

Starts off with just the sniffles.

Then a scratch in the back of my throat.

Then a few sneezes.

Using extra tissues.

Then my nose is stuffed and I can't breath.

Then a sneezing fit.

Can't go anywhere without tissues.

The cold seeps in and it just won't leave.

On a good day, I step outside and the fresh air revives me.

On a bad day I lay in bed feeling like I'm dying and wishing for release.

So hear me now, winter.

I will kick your @ss.

I will crush you.

I WILL breath again.

And when you come knocking at my door, beware.

I won't be there.

Because this winter I have decided to join my grandparents in sunny Florida.

Okay that's a lie.

But if you come for me, just know this:

"You're never gonna keep me down."