pierced by the needle holding your infection
spread through my blood like a raging river
disguised as a vitamin desired for improvement
but improving only the lies being fed to the mind.
life-changing decisions made at the time
based on a false reality laid on the table
hope of a future brighter than the past
the actual brightness slipping with each façade…
the infection drives its course
revealing itself for the stink it is
causing damage too far gone to improve
too deep rooted to even be detected
cleansing of the diseases manifesting slowly
but the inability to cure that which is yet unknown
leaves an infection silently incubating
rotting away at my core.
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