The Virus

By Bett

01-02-2008

They constantly warned me

‘You’ll catch it if you don’t be careful

Don’t get to close’

I washed my hands till they bleed in pusillanimity

In a moment I could become infected

Contamination can spread

But the closeness drew me in

I dropped my guard

I relaxed

It infected me

It took my very being and changed me

It took my cells and turned them against me

Now, can my system fight it off?

Will I survive?

Do I want to survive?