
I'm alone.
It's all
I have ever really known.
My Disease
I'm at ease.
I accept
the consequences of my disease.
I am worn,
Though it seems
I have fallen here before.
I'm at ease,
I accept
the consequences of my disease.
I feel fine.
Most of the time.
Most of the time,
I feel fine.
To ours, I will forgive myself.
To ours, I will redeem myself.
To ours, I will believe myself.
To ours, I will be free.


