Ode to TOBI

How I loathe thee Tobi
In all possible ways
The tightness
The taste
A never ending 28 days

Meant to be good for me
Fighting that deadly infection
Attcking
Destroying
All part of natural selection

I dread that intial week
Pushing it back, delying the pain
Gasping
And struggling
All my efforts put forth in vain

Each breath is a reminder
Of what I stand to lose
Mocking
Jabbing
Ignoring is of no use

At last the course is over
My struggles come to an end
Such relief
Such joy
My lungs can start to mend