It came again spread like a sickness.
The tears the Pain, the sorrow, the hurt.
The Infinite illness to diffuse,
through your body like a kiss
of poison to run through the stream
of your blood. Heart stopped beating.
Continues to throb. Pumping the
memories of the past, thats now gone.
Broken promises left unfinished.
With your only dim light now darkened.
Flick the switch, light bulb blew.
Dont have a spear, I guess were through.
