Little by little,

it, for it

deserves no other name,

eats away at me, stripping bare

my resolve and my will,

my own mind, my thoughts

of which I knew I was right

even when others treated me like dirt,

my apologies, sincere, full of self loathing

because I had hurt someone…

little by little it is being sapped away

and in it, I hate.

I hate what it is doing to my body,

I hate the small changes

the blood appearing in my piss,