Bittersweet release.

What more do you expect from me?

I'm not normal,
I'm not healthy,

I'm sick with disease,
It runs through me.
It slowly kills me,
Do you not see?

Your words intensify the pain,
The words ringing deep within my mind.

You are my disease,
You're killing me.

This blood in me,
poison.
It needs to be free...
Then I can live.

This life not for me,
This house not my home...

I need that bittersweet release.