The sickness enters me.
I can't believe this is real.
Turbulence rumbles through my body.
A glance of what's to come.
Looking for help, but who from.
How can all this be.
Worming within me.
Eyes burning like fire.
Soon I'll lay to retire.
Shaking.
Sweeting.
Is there no cure?
The sickness enters me.
Screaming rings in my head.
The beast within me, is waiting to be fed.
As my lids close.
I'll say goodbye.
But not for long.
Come the night, I'll be gone.
