The Sickness Deep Within I am dying. It's not a virus that threatens not a disease incurable but I have had this sickness for a very long time and will carry it for eternity. I must remain in the dark as the light slowly fades because I cannot bear the looks of disappointment nor stand in judgement to be condemned and stoned by all. I must lay here alone and cold starved of compassion denied understanding because this world does not love to hear the truth within. Instead I have been made to pretend to deny what I have done to hide my mistakes for the sake of sensibilities. I am dying but before I do have mercy on me shackled by approval I was not free. It was not my intention to let this secret kill me.