I can feel my pain returning,
in my heart pain is churning,
the black death is near my mind,
wishing that i would have died,
with this diabetes curse,
nothing could ever be worse,
with these cuts these wounds to my heart,
i walk with pain every, day so close to death, it whispers, my death will soon start,
i feel the black shadows approach my heart clouding my mind,
i go through pain through out these years death follows close behind,
and i slowly wast away because of the smoke i inhale, faking smiles upon my face,
i wish with all my heart that i could send my pain away to be erased,
i am constantly hurting,
i am constantly lying,
i am slowly dying....
