I would Give my life

I am exhausted with this sickness
That I have hidden deep within the catacombs
Of everything that no one will never know about me
That tears away at my sanity, day and night
And hides beneath the passionless terms
Syndrome and Disorder
That haunts my actions, my every step
And drapes its lifeless limbs over my
Tired, aching body
This body that is changing more than
Anyone, anyone knows
Due to this sickness, this host
That is saving my life
From always getting less than I want
And forcing me to settle, To settle!
For less than I deserve
But the price is high
And I wonder how much longer I can continue
To extend my fare to the withered and defined hand
That beckons me so sweetly
With words and images
Of angles and dying and their affection
Dying to live
Rather than exist as a shade among
The other shades who never did anything
To help themselves
And lord knows, Im only killing myself
To satisfy them
And there is one Them
That I would give anything to have
As my own
I would give my life
I am.