illness

        I have an illness, and unfortunately I can not just flush it down the toilet as if it were a dead fish. This illness I can not control, it controls me. I know my capabilities I can conduct, with this particular illness. They believe that they are in control, to help this horrible condition I am glued to, to just disappear. I will always have this illness connected to me.  

I am capable of moving my body,  but they control where it goes. I know my mental state, and all they do is infect it. I am tired of relying on a pill to allow me to fall asleep, or other drugs to keep me running through the day. 

 They think they know how difficult it is for me, but to understand is to know. To know is what they lack. They lack the illness, that has taken over myself; therefore they will never know. 

I have this illness, and this illness will always have me. 

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