A disease like no other.

~~I have a disease unlike no other.
 That it's hereditary and came from my mother.
 Its just as deadly as cancer, or diabetes; fatal, unless treated.
 It's a disease no medical doctor can diagnose, nor can it be won over, willed over or defeated.
 Its core is the obsession of self with a heart of insanity.
 Oh, woe as me for me to be stuck with such a calamity!
 In desperation I ask, what can someone do who doesn't want to die but is too afraid to LIVE!?
 The answer is simple; You must learn to forgive.
 With each answer, I have ten more questions.
 Maybe it's best for me to surrender my obsessions.
 To what? To WHOM? I cry!
 The answer I seek is covered up by mountains of shame and lies.
 It covers something so precious, the no words or pictures can give it a definition.
 It one of the few examples of a little miracle called divine intervention.
 My disease is a disease of a spiritual nature.
 How. Ever.
 Through God's wonderful children, My disease has lost the ability to be clever.
 What's the point, you may wonder?
 God is better and His children are bigger than my disease that wants me to live in misery forever