A disease
A plague
One stuck in my head

The cure is known
But ignored to avoid death
Of what hasn't been said

I plead
I pray
My body disintegrates

I can't function
There's no comfort
In this endless tension

Pictures
Videos
Images remind me of the pain

Yet I glance
And I wonder
Could my pain be something better?

The fight
The struggle
To quit this avoidance would be the trouble

This cure can make due
Of all the pain
that I've made it through

take the pill
Accept the death
I have nothing else to accept

And just like that
Everything dies
And is sent to the after life

And as I disappear
Another is born
With less to fear

Vulnerability
Plausibility
The cure has gotten to me

I become of joy for death
The one that made me free
One that helped me be

And I thank God every night
That I built up
the conscious to die

A disease
A plague
Never again