These cells and these organisms keeping me alive
Sometimes they attack and react, killing me inside
Aggressive antibodies spiralling out
Gripping on to my white blood cells makin’ them tap out
I’ve no control
Beauty in the darkness says hello
The reaper might come and collect
I can feel the harm on my doorstep
Carnage in the middle of it all
The price is to high to pay, forgive me if I fall!
Grabbing onto my soul
But it’s slipping away
Treatment, I call it defeatment
I’d be better off without it
I’d have carried on living, thriving
Never worrying, never mindfully dying
I ask my parents for forgiveness
I attempt to make amends
So late in the game, I’m afraid its all pretend
Sentence, my pretence, darkness
I welcome the light at the end of the tunnel
I hope that it comes so I won’t struggle
I always imagined I would be the root cause
I guess that\'s what makes this the most surprising situation after all