Disease

He walks in,
Looking at me,
The look in his eyes,
Scares and terrifies,
Sadness and pain,
Another harsh,
Diagnoses again,
‘Give it to me straight’,
I’ll plead,
His mouth moves,
I hear nothing,
The room’s spinning,
Darkness consumes,
I’m dying,
He looks at me,
With such pity,
Why?
Did it have to be me?
My head starts aching,
Tears seeping down,
My face hurts,
The pain is too much,
To hold,
My body is,
Slowly letting go,
Of this cruel world,
Never to know,
How life feels,
Never to grow old,
Children are a fading dream,
Now it seems,
For I’ll never hold them,
In my arms again,
I can’t breathe,
It’s too much,
Why us?
Does it have to be this way?
It won’t ever be,
Just another day,
I’ll go to sleep,
Wondering if I’ll see,
Tomorrow’s morning,
Freedom is gone,
I’m trapped in my own body,
Evil diseases eating me,
My soul is hated,
I can’t believe,
I ate it,
I took life’s bait,
Hope and love,
Now I receive,
Anguish and hate,
Horrid beings,
Why do this to me?
Why can’t I live,
Just let me breathe,
And then,
He walks in,
Looking at me…