The Night Has Come
Today, I’m flu-less, fever-less, sore-throat-less, sleepy-less, but full of cough. All is full of cough~~~
Last night, mind you for the 3rd consecutive night, I have been coughing throughout my sleep, hardly get a moment of peace (seems like), and I felt like the world of asthma has coming back into my merci-less life. It’s a cruel cruel world~! Oh! I had to get up from my already weak lying body and get some breathe, just to hold a breathe of life, and couldn’t help but to keep on coughing, it’s difficult to think if I would live for another moment, or would I eventually just simply gone without ever waking up again~ the thought was already full of sorrow and fright.
And now, it is time to sleep again, and I can feel the pressure is building up in my chest, in my lungs, the bronchial is invonlutary starting to contract and convulse again~ I can feel the little bitter pain in my throat (for coughing too much) and it is getting thin, the air, or was it felt like.
The night has come.