Cursed Sickness

There is  monster reflected to me.
I fear there is no way to win this attack.
A face that once stared back at me.
Now is but a strange memory.

Pride escapes my emotional queue.
A mis-wiring doomed me from the start
A creature mutated from humanity.
I feel there is no purpose to pursue.

Is my existence suppose to be?
Can I prove me worthy of time?
I am so confused.
I am so confused.

These evil demons called thoughts.
They have all but destroyed my me.
Help me find a cure.
Help me find a cure.

Help me kill this cursed sickness.
So shall I live again.

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