Crawling in my body,
It's a demon that won't leave.
A slayer so well hidden,
Destined to deceive.
Nudging at my thoughts,
Reminding me that I'm it's prey.
Clawing at my soul,
Saying death is on the way.
Each day this killer's fighting,
To achieve what it intends.
Robbing me of everything,
Until the very end.
RIP Justin - May 10th
RIP Grandpa Z. - June 23th
RIP Creston - June 24th