My life's been holding it's weight. Beneath a blackened sky. So hard I've worked just for. the dreams to pass me by. Now when the time is right. for me to win this fight.
I'm sickened. I know I've been betrayed. But I keep ignoring. The warning signs. . You tell me. That I'm not beneath you. But you act above me. Knives in my spine.
An onset of polyps. Spurt from the rectum. Like a bouquet of red fingers. Painful, yet gorgeous. . So, this is what you get. For this life that you've led.