You’re a faded image from the past,
The emotions of life are numb,
Just outside of your reach.
The live monster feeding off its living host
That host is you.
Flowing through your veins
Like a lifeboat lost its course
Unforgiving about it’s pain
It’s selfish ways, makes you weak.
unable to be free from chains,
Pinned downwards towards death.
The end could be near.
Hope is never lost,
Strength of a warrior
Swims within your blood.
I sit and wait,
Not able to beat this deamon
Watching it spread a bit more,
Praying every night, to heal this wound,
Take it away, let him live happy.
Another person’s working organ,
Placed inside you, takes its course.
Its over, you survived.
Slain the monster within yourself
A hero, A brave soldier!

This poem was written/submitted by Jessica Chiano.