Darkness pulses,
Hard as hard
Death awaits,
Breath labours.

Working, always.
Breathing pain.
Constant doings
Nothing gained.

Toil and trouble
Every turn
Sickness endured
Never well.

Heart is breaking.
Panic comes.
Sick of breathing
Life of pain

Death awakens
Stirs and coils
Must not give in
FIght on, stand.

Life as torture
Sing, dance, write.
Darkness lifts
A shroud corner

Some will care
Some will not
Truth is brutal
Things hum along

Tired, broken
Feeling numb
Better than pain
But nothing living

Feeling useless
Breathing still
Search for answers
Nothing still.