Medical Treatment

Staying in your bed all of the day and all the night

Feeling in your head that something is not right

Your throat is closing up and sweat is pouring down your face

As you approach your final day

Every time you look at me with sunken, jaundiced eyes

I get the feeling in my guts that yours devitalize

Suck the life from your soul and make your skin turn grey

As you approach your final day

Bloodshot alcoholic eyes is what you’re looking through

Bloodshot alcoholic eyes is how the world sees you

How the world sees you

You - death’s coming after you

Your shallow, wheezing breath barely goes past your tongue

Your stomach acid’s are rising up to the bottom of your lungs

Your green brown, 3D breath appears with every whisper you say

As you approach your final day

In the morning - your back is straighter than a line

By midday - scoliosis, twisted, jagged spine

In the arvo - You’re starting to decay

By nightfall - You realise that it is your final day

Death is coming after you

Coming after you