Suffer

Suffering is what it's labled

For the rest of my life I'm going to remain unstable

Useless, in pain and going to get worse

Wanting to scream when it's at it's worse.

You ask for help and you are the burden.

Numbing the pain with a pill is uncertain.

Crumbling away I start to expire.

Crushing my soul and it starts to splinter.

Why breath when your life is over

Forever disabled,useless and I begin to wither.