Ode to the damned

You might have to be on  the slab in your worst nightmare.

You haven't passed it all, if left you could pass away. 

But no amount of insistence could tell autonomy to shut up or shut off. 

I'm listening but disconnected can't tolerate what you are saying.

No one likes  degradation where opinions are limited, and procedure is strong. 

Told. I would take a happy ending over the bed slab any day now. 

How one's take on, that boldly non stupid. 

The private places fight hard not to be harmed. 

And the soul is confident in the comfort of the end.

No matter how we are taken, quick, quietly , or  slowly lose the quality,  ode to the questioned questions of the doubtful damned. 

Scared is the lead up to horrific.
I don't want to be the leading lady in  finality. 

But can't take what they ask, to.. so, called survive. 

Ode I bow out to you worst luck ever. 

Worse news ever. 

Worries are a bonded. 

Damaged damned, bless the, damned they have run the furthest to escape the web. 

Second option same as the first, at least I am the only monitor from now on. 

As long as collapse stays away from the damned for many years how fast spreading is the very rare. 

Who knows, and I am against their  plans for the damned. 

They are not lost souls our scar* ed  scared.