Poetry

This disease feasts

On the ones I love

And if it likes them,

Brings them up above

I've watched it destroy

So many lives

They think they won't die,

But there's no second tries

It took my mom

From age sixteen

It stole away

Her life, her dream

It took many friends

Changed them all

And made me watch

Their lives crumble and fall

I hate it

I hate it

Please make it stop

Please let it go away

Stop, STOP