I  know it's smashing as a mountain
On top of your lungs
That long aged pain in the chest.

It was not meant to hurt that way
After so much time aching
Poisoning your vein.

The world is mad and **** vain
No own put care on you, no bandage
No drain

Just that same old pain
Beating on your chest
Hurting, crawling, coming after you.

But you will overcome it.
You know you will win this game.