Disease
There’s a parasite
It’s sweeping across the world
Corrupting thousands
Killing thousands more
And yet-
Once this murderous disease is brought to light,
The world shuns it
Ridicules those that have been infected
Why is it,
That those lives lost
Are being mocked?
It’s an illness
An illness of the mind
An illness of the thing that makes you human
An illness that destroys what makes you, you
So why?
Why is it such a taboo to have?
It’s a sickness that tears you down
Bringing only
Suffering
Anguish
A rift between family and friends
And an ocean of tears
And yet
The ignorant many
They claim that,
“It is only your imagination”
So, the products of vivid thought
Kill people?
Forgive me but,
I fail to see how that works
You can’t go a day without wanting it to end…
...You’re life that is
Yet the ignorant many,
They claim that,
“It is all in your head”
Yes, it is
The most vital organ
it’s a disease of the mind
Bringing forth the absolute decay of life
Copyright © Rachel Schlichting | Year Posted 2018
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