You Are...

You are the paper cut on my heart,
The little sliver in my lungs,
The bit of poison in my blood.

You are the nail through my brain,
The tick on my arm,
The knife through my throat,
The broken ribs.

You are the bit of dirt in my eye,
The needle through my finger,
The noose around my neck,
The gun to my head,
The water I drown in.

You are my brain tumor,
The fire eating me alive,
My cancer, my AIDS,
My disease.

You are the glass embedded in my skin,
The blood in my lungs,
The demon within...