Lungs of the young

The lungs of the young are kind and helpful like two ships that travel safely across a vast ocean.
The lungs of the  aged however can be a nightmare like ships leading directly towards an iceberg.
 A sick child that feels like an adult may be more likely to recover than an adult that feels like a child.
I think about my parents in these times, I think about what would happen to them if they got sick.
Whether it be from black tar filling up their lungs to capacity from smoking or have their lungs filled with dangerous bacteria from a person who wasn’t safe.
Both cases i see them lying on a hospital bed, they’re choking and I can’t do anything.
I’m helpless.
I’m watching them drown yet I’m still standing on solid ground.  
They tell me I have to choose whether they drown or come back different.
I have to say when to pull the plug.
I can’t make a choice ever, how can I be told to choose whether to let the people who brought me into this world, my first loves, my parents if they should be forever changed or forever gone.
 How am I  supposed to say their life should end when my life is just starting.
This is when I’m selfish I want my dad to walk me down the aisle.
 I want my mom to be there when I pick up my wedding dress.
I love them both.
How can I not want them there when I have my first child?
And there for my whole life is that selfish, foolish, or just plain wrong to want that?
Whatever it is I’m guilty.
And I’m fine with that.
Call me all those things but at least I’ll have them.
I won’t have to make that choice.
I dont want to be helpless.
How can I make it stop what do i have to do to protect them, use weapons, or words?
 The dangerous world will come through my door even though I have those things.
People can bring the outside world in. They can even ask for it and reward people for letting them bring it. I don’t understand why.  
It’s on their clothes, in the air, after one day, or one mistake.
Someone is gonna let the devil in but I can’t let it escape.
It ends here it may take my family but I’ll do anything before it takes someone else’s.
Masks, stealing lighters, hand sanitizer, throwing packs of nicotine,  or quarantines are easy compared to the torture of watching them drown while you are able to stay afloat for  a little longer to reach the lifeboat.
I will be the lifeboat for my family.
I will be the lungs of the young to live on with the memories of the past and the present.
Today I am not just breathing but also living.
Remember to do both.
Limits are for those who can’t give up until they reach their goal.
I set limits so other people can be safer and reach their goals do you?