Everything is good, Everything is fine
Then the fever hits and its instant red line.
Ears full of everything but actual sound
Head spins in circles, round and round.
Vision goes black, darker than night
Sensing surroundings with nauseating fright.
I stand, I stumble, and I almost fall.
My wife takes my hand and helps me down the hall.
Out into the night, I crash into a rail
Sit down again, why did my senses fail?
Minutes start to slip off the clock.
I start to feel better sitting upon a rock.
She speaks to me, asking for a sign
I look up at her and suddenly feel fine.