A satisfying sight, the recovery from a fight. The sun shines brightly and the world’s a delight.
At least I can breathe and the cancerous pollution no longer has me. Finally I feel the glory, finally I’m free, the path is clear for me to see.
Well didnt that start off so sweet, the remmsion I’m in is such a treat? But the sickness envelopes me, won’t let me be. It takes over my body that CVID.
The darkness seeps inside my heart and crushing pain inevitably starts. Unable to set my health and myself apart. My learned brain is not so smart.
Deeper, thrusted into the pit. Smothered in bile, smothered in shit. Fire and brimstone is the place you shall sit. Right here with these monsters is where you fit!
Stay here forever in a nightmarish hell. It wins, you lose, it rose, you fell. Let it torment you, the sickness bell, and keep you locked away in the anxiety cell.