There is a man in the corner
He won't tell me his name
I cough, I feel
He sometimes paces when
My heart feels heavy

I wish he'd go away
Black cough
Wretched pain
The man wears a black hat
With black shoes and a black suit
With awful black gloves

My eyes are dimming
The world is spinning and turning murky
I can't lift my hands to wipe away the sweat
The blankets are constricting

The man is at the foot of my bed
He flashes a pale visage
With two black holes
And a revolting jaw

I'm feeling farther away
A lost tear slips down my face
It is humming
My chest is full
I can't breathe

The man from the corner is hovering over
His emaciated hand cups mine
I can't feel anything
The man next to my bed
Is clutching my head
When his vile mouth surrounds me