Open wound growing to consume .
it Surrounds me like a cocoon.
Soon ill burst in a bloom I'm cursed.
Never right always wrong so often it switches  off to on .
  toss whats lost forever it's gone at a pricey  cost .
I ****** for what evers worst.  
Fingers  pointing my direction.
First degree criticizing me.
complexity of their misconceptions.
Consideration of ones deterioration .
The foundation of life.
Irritation Seattle's like rust to medals .