The irreversible effects
Of my mind's defects
Have brought me to ingest
A poisonous gas that infests
My room as I lay in bed
As it spreads
I fear the night
As anyone might
not what could be lurking in the darkness
But the emptiness
That took an unbreakable hold
A harrowing cold
Looking for light of a flame to warm me
A fine print that I didn't see
This is a contract of death
But One that still forces me to draw breath
About the Creator
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