Disease In There Poem by Salina Ramirez

I am your friend who waits to sleep,
but your mind is set toward inferior down.
beyond the nerve sensory,
you send to them not to me.

Hypogastric unknown,
Syphilis unheard,
uni time but not to al.

I am your friend,
you abandoned,
A long time ago.

Selective disorder,
Mental erosion,
and Attention deficiency.

I am lost for them to
devour me,
them young ones
who bore me and bother me
I can't read, you abort me.

Tragic iatry.
erythro red,
leuko white.

Those colors,
you describe me,
to hide away me,
nomore silence,
just sarcasm.

Necro dead,
and itis claim.
I heard too many cases.
For you to plasty,
and to tome it out,
to fade away.

'Fri Feb 4,2011,10: 45 PM'