The Disease

You're in the pitch black darkness
But you can see what's happening  
Your ears are plugged up  
Yet you can hear what's going on  
Someone is screaming from inside  
No one is around to see  
Still their eyes watch intensely  
Waiting for failure so they can have their laughter  
It's painful! It's painful!  
Those ears wide open will never hear  
They are deaf to the sound of dying  
Designed to destroy any sign of life they find  
They spread an incurable disease into your brain  
And watch it slowly eat your sanity away  
You're a walking bacterial parasite  
Everyone shall treat you as such  
Even when the water scorches your flesh  
You'll still be unclean and infected  
Keep your distance from familiar faces  
The slightest touch of their hands is sickening  
Beg them to stay but they'll leave  
Never to hear from you again  
Except the lies in the shape of your smile  
Of course, in the end, you begin to crack  
Pain and anger comes spilling out  
Drowning the wrong faces along with you  
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!  
It's no use, they don't want to deal with you anymore  
Because you're no longer you  
You are now the disease itself..