Sickness

Sickness
by Kristina Fraser

A single cell mutates
in the body of a healthy man
and waits for the opportunity to strike,
like a predator lays in wait
for its prey
to reveal vulnerability.

An evil shadow
spreading its blackness throughout his body
an insidious darkness
invading the core.

It spreads like spilled black ink,
slowly seeping into every cell
obliterating his vibrancy
leaving only a bag of skin
for his loved ones to cry over.

It snatches his youth and eats away at his strength.
It strangles the breath
out of his frail body.
It doesn’t give him a chance to fight.

Evil won and it took it everything.
It took his plans for the future
and took mine, too.