Scarce health

A fight inside my organs spew
impressions of disease
rations spread within myself which
magic's touch itself could not relieve

medicated plastic capsules
and thick experimented liquid fail
to cure this illness rarely felt

maybe not in physical form
does my health deplete itself
but in emotional hell and damp betrayal

i am but a fool
not to seek the root of what drains my energy
but i rather take the bliss of ignorance
than keep the strain of knowledge you need