I am like a virus,
Poisoning your inners,
Feeding like the green algae;
On a fish tank.
Which is no longer clear;
But polluted.
With all the foul and wretched materials,
Stinking and violating your body.

You fear that you are dead.
Afraid of no longer living.
Having the cells multiply.
One by one,
Everlasting,
Always living.
The antibodies will not succeed.
For I am too strong,
I will persevere.
So try and fight me,
Try and fight god,
What is meant to be.
I linger in your mind from time to time;
As you lay your sunken head on the white,
Pure pillow.
Your head moves from side to side.
You can no longer fear me,
And death.

Hell is a world in which you have always lived in.
You cannot escape
Neither can we.
Basically you cannot exist without me.

So go ahead and lay your pathetic head
For I am thriving
And you are dying
As I stay inside this so-called “Human Body”
Until the moment
I pop out,
And take over the human population.


I am a virus,
Spreading rapidly.
Like bird-flu,
Or Small pox.
I am strong,
I am free,
To infect the next body that comes to me.