Every hand i touch, i contract the worst infection
The scaffolding i walk under buries me in rubble
I sink into my bath just a little too long
The knife i cut food with butchers me instead
The train i take home, derails and crashes
I lie in my hospital bed alone and scared;
Bound but waiting to be freed.
But only in my mind
Only because its easier
Not because i will not
Only because i cannot
But one day we all will
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