The Agony

 

Oh my

God it hurts

so awful

the echoing

of the pain

the rhythm

of spreading poison

in my veins

so terrible

the agony

silently creeping

into the once

mirthful vibrant

heart that now

is but a

mournful cry

of a soul’s

shadow

such suffering

I can

no longer bear

but in death

it will be gone

such a

grasp at

mortality

for the

misery

to go

I must

sadly enough

die