Malady

A Feeling of Loss, of Vaccum Displaced
A Longing to stay alive and recover from disease
sickness woe and malady all discombobulated into a nauseaous oneness
dizzy the ceiling seems to spin woe is mortality
"if i make it through this...", i think....and pray i will
they laugh at my disease and blame it on me
but the malady is worse than their blame and cruelty
and it is doing more damage to the body than to the soul
sickness deprives the body of living and the soul of dreaming
a lazy fan twirling gently, ominously, in a hot room
and flies settle on dirty crusts of old bread 
the malady is taking me i feel as though i were sinking under a wave
and being carried out to sea, never to return
praying to the Gods and wishing i was not a mortal!