Infectious Disease

InFectious Disease.

Rotting my mind.

Blinding my sight.

Stealing my life.

Taking control.

Losing control.

Doing unspeakable things.

this infectious disease.

It comes and goes.

Not sure why or how.

But I must stop this.

It has a name.

But not deserving.

This infectious disease.

It's around me, deep within me.

I found a way to destroy.

This infectious disease.

The blood of the lamb.

Christ Jesus.

drkembracex drkembracex
36-40, F
Mar 12, 2010