I lie awake, waiting to die, my eyes are closed, and everything is silent. Hoping for sickness, to lure me to sleep, believing it's a dream, and i will never wake up.

To sick to walk, to cold to love, in sickness i will sleep, in sickness i will die. Seeing no more worth, all interest is gone. Laying here, i will rot, with my spirit soon to follow.

Frozen tears cover my eyes, frigid wind piercing bone deep, bone deep.

Sickness is sure to come, i live to be sick, hoping soon i will die, soon i will die.

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