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To Wallow in Infirmity
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This wound
Won't heal
These rags
Do little to conceal
Life blood
That pours
Each night
Soaked sheets that stick-
I writhe
Forgotten what I longed to find
Always just barely alive
I'm a soul of the broken kind
Born with
A bullet to the chest
Or so, I came to believe
Forced to hate by my own hand
I live to bleed
I wake each morning to find
My bandages undone
Infection seeps, malign
I say that
I'm a victim
To some cruel torturous fate
Unseen assailant
That plagues my mortal frame
Oh, to wallow in infirmity
This wound
Won't heal
These rags
Do little to conceal
Life blood
That pours
Each night
Soaked sheets that stick
I writhe
Forgotten what I longed to find
Always just barely alive
Just a slave to a weakened mind
Yet no one knows
That I'm the one who halts the healing
Each night I pick the scabs
And dig the scars for bleeding
For in my twisted mind the fear of change keeps me
Bound to pain, I've self-ordained, this life of misery
I've made this loathing
This dread, this hate, this pain
A foundational pillar
With which I bear my name
Oh to wallow in infirmity
No more
Will I bathe in agony
No more
Will I crawl in misery
This pain-
My choice alone to feed
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