It removes a lump of itself
one for each difficult day
every throbbing portion lives inside
the beat regardless reverberating inside

empty relaxing
with each harmed section
each and every other a piece of you passes on
indeed, even your qualities are compliant

feeling your moderate decay
blood misfortune with every beat
depleted of what keeps you whole
furthermore, with this loss of force

you develop to be something significantly less
shallow feelings
retching blood and giggling
on the possibility of you on your wretched nation
death toll takes a stranglehold