She is failing,
Disintegrating,
My vehicle of a Body,
In all its amenities,
Has found away to Halt me,
Yet again,
Doctors diagnose me,
Keep misinforming,
Misdiagnosing, misplacing their probes,
Not understanding,
Continuously polluting,
My flesh and all that’s in it,
Diseased, and dying,
As always
My body has never been mine,
Occupied by those who kept my physically under attack,
And by those who keep me hostage internally,
I wonder when I will escape.
They tell me,
The End has come,
My insides in Havoc.
I believe I have just started,
I am happy.
Despite the debilitation,
I pray the burning stops,
When I retreat to the underworld
One day,
There will be eternal bliss,
What a peaceful rest that will be.