If I say Ehlers-Danlos?
What is your answer,
you… still keeping
such a sensitive soul at your age?!
A light that alters,
depriving you of the ability to see
the face of your lover again, one more time.
A light that attracts
into the most distressing slums,
decomposing the soul of those
who will meet it on their way.
It crumbles the being until, disgusted,
it no longer recognizes itself,
dreaming of crossing the door of Hell
with the same yearning it once dreamed of Paradise.
A sentence like the one of the death: Irreversible!