I feel it all over me.
taking away the only bit of life i have left.
i cant stop the pain from growing within,
it killing me quietly,
like deadly disease.
i feel it all over me,
like the wind in the trees.
death is near,
bringing me to my knees.
i cry to god begging him please.
it is to late they say,
the demons in me.
i feel it all over,
and it took my life.
there is one thing missing.
i cant see the light.