Urges of suffocation within me.
I'm slipping away from this Earth as it drags me down.
Nothing but darkness.

Clenching my hands as I try to make it stop.
As I try to just make the pain go away.

Emptiness inside.
As I try my hardest to breathe.

I feel the tears drifting down my cheek.
I feel my pulse racing at the speed of light.

And it's bringing me down.
More and more every day.

At night I lye awake while everyone is asleep.
Thinking of every possible way to end it all.

These aren't my thoughts.
This isn't me.
Why does it overcome me?
Why does it defeat me?

Losing in this little battle we call life.
Except the fault is not mine.
But the disease's.