The needle into my vein In it goes, releasing its warm, precious cargo Straight to my brain, body, mind and soul I’m being prepped for surgery And boy are these nurses friendly I wonder if- Nevermind I’m drifting off into my pleasant anaesthesia The world is receding And as it recedes In come the doctors Assembling and arranging their tools Ready to slice me open and fix the problem To remove this malignant tumor that is you You’re like a cancer And you’ve spread yourself throughout my body and life Through every aspect I need to get rid of you But surgery may not do the trick for me I might need some chemo I might need one on one therapy I might need mind control I might just die to get back at you Die to kill you as well But there are still pieces of you stuck in me Like broken glass and splinters Though hard and painful to remove Once gone you are free to heal Now that I’m rid of you, I can start healing Recovering So stitch me right up Just like new Release me from this hospital And make sure I don’t forget my new scars on my way out