I'm so diseased
and I try not to
let you see my symptoms
rot me from the inside.
(from the inside of my mind)
this uneasy inquiry
(fear)(paranoia)
make me wonder
how I really feel.
I wish there was someone I could ask
demand
some witch doctor to
fucking take this
malignant thing
out of me.
forever.
cure me
of this loneliness
of this distrust
of this suspicion
let me look the people I love
in the eye
let me desire to hear the truth again.
cure me.
let hate rest benign.