Asphyxia

Beating twice a second
I find it hard to breathe
Thoughts of death
From within
Will I survive
This long and dark night?
Having to question
Will I wake up or will I die?

Constant fear
A river of tears run through my dreams
Inability
Every mistake will end in death
The slightest wrong
I cease to exist
The end is getting closer

With the mentions of parasites - Brain is corrupted
Thoughts of natural disaster - Evolution halted
With every wrong I do
I beg for it to stop



Credits
Writer(s): Mors I Creatura
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