Spheron1

Something is eating at me deep inside,
Biting, gnawing, tearing at my heart,
Ripping me apart one piece at a time,
Devouring me from the inside out,
Draining me of my emotions.

A parasite that cannot be killed,
A disease that cannot be cured,
A mystery that cannot be solved,
Something science can never understand,
Something against which there is no defence.

Soon there will be nothing left to save,
Just a hollow shell standing empty and broken,
Where once there was love, a dream, a smile,
Only memories will remain,
And then it will be too late.