I Am; They Are

The remembrance of my body betraying me,

Trembles my slewing stomach,

My rib cage crumbles at each ragged breath,

With warm flesh dragging against the moist air.

I cough,

Over and over and over again

Till I gag on my own skin.

My vision blurs at the world around me,

The world that creeped ruthlessness

Into each thought,

Breath,

Bite,

Step.

Gone is the peace of myself

Because who am I,

If most of me is them?