medical procedure

look
I am sick
I was born sick
I will die sick

life
is my miracle cure

but there is massive shortage of it
everyone around gets a day
or two
but me
I don’t get it at all

they seem to apply its pills by mouth
digging deep
into beliefs
fears
demons
bullet-proof attitude
they consume my life
get high
then they run out of it
day and night
and the whole world disintegrates
into one
end-stage disease that kills me
for them and myself