Bit by Bit
Imagine a chamber filled with blackened smoke
Always swirling and churning, making you choke
Each narrow passage heavy cobwebs cling
A deep breath taken is a wasps sting
Tack on a dusty layer so thick
Just like being hit with a brick
Barely a whisp of air to flow throughout
Exhausting is the struggle, without a doubt
Add a vice, jaws clamped tightly around the chest
The beast within devours each morsel with zest
Dining for years before it is seen
A touch too late to repair, no vaccine
This devil within has a ravenous appetite
It has no feelings, no cares, just delight
Slowly consuming tender bits from within
To leave a withered deflated unusable skin
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Written Oct 7, 2026
To experience an incurable disease.
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