The Patient

Wake up from your coma.

You need a blood transfusion.

Mine’s the only one that will work.

Do you want it?

I gave it.

Just ask my father, your doctor.

Your blood has been poisoned,

But mine will renew it,

Restoring what you never had,

What you feel you’ve lost.

If you reject my blood,

You lose your life.

Please, you mean so much to me,

And just as much to my dad.

Take it before it’s too late.

I don’t care how tough it was to give,

I chose to give it,

I chose just for you.

Your receiving it won’t be as bad

As my giving it. I promise.

Come on. Don’t let the poison affect you.

The only way to feel better is to take my blood.

Please, you don’t have much longer.

Take my blood, my love.

-Austin Ward

5/24/05