There is something wrong with me. Flesh crawling with disease
I want to die, but I want to survive.
Survival is the only way the price that must be paid.


I chose to live, not die
... Not to $#&@ing die.


Oh my god I'm $#&@ing dying. Infected and diseased... Stranger to purity
Cut your losses, face the facts... This body is a prison with suffering attached.

I have nowhere to go... No place to hide.

The time has arrived where I can lay and close my eyes.

No one else would care if I would remain alive...

Throw me out like trash. I've felt this once before.

Hold my breath, I know I cannot do this anymore. I can't do this anymore...

This disease is killing me

Flesh rot
Your body's breaking down
It's time

Your body's going underground
I can't do this anymore
This disease is killing me