3. The Operation

My time has come time to operate! Steeped in sickness entangled in filth I alone am facing death Immersed in pain awaiting darkness as the light is fading away Opened up I feel new pain Sensations are uniquely obtained Cruelty is alive and well Victimized I am still alive A drug induced state of unparalleled misery The operation takes its toll Feeling pain I cannot control (end this) How much damage have I endured? To what extent have I been cured? Stuck with needles filled with drugs My body is on fire screaming, endlessly A sharp turn a tragedy Loss of blood feeling weak Rush into emergency Fear and pain rips through my brain Life or death awaits The operation takes its toll Feeling pain I cannot control (end this) How much damage have I endured? To what extent have I been cured? Oozing infected blood Internally bleeding Infections are not healing Critical state treatment unexplained No accountability no admitting mistakes Steeped in sickness entangled in filth I alone am facing death Immersed in pain awaiting darkness as the light is fading away Opened up I feel new pain Sensations are uniquely obtained Cruelty is alive and well Victimized I am still alive