It gets harder every time
And I'm to blame
With each decision made
A setback takes place
They seem minute
But unified, they're toxic
Draining the life slow
So that no one would know
The sedate action
Does not attract notion
My cries would go amiss
Or would they?
My retraction from help,
Could this too, be toxin
It hurts to think
And stabilise in my head
That opening this poison
Could be beneficial
Is it just a defect
That exists within me?
And one that could be cured
By setting it free
Though it remains concealed
And the virus, it spreads
Until it can't take me any more
And I seek my escape