"exhaustion"

 Time for the poetic and blue waltz into the yellow sick-room. I am a superb patient, as I never die and never get well.

I also don't want to be among the online palsied idiots, scoffers and mockers, frauds and artificial people, drooling weirdos, and those abominations who lust after minors any longer, for I am none of them, I am not like them and it shows. I just want a pool of healing white-light and to feel better, I am tired of suffering, and in order to murder the breathing grief and overt agony of excruciating pain, I have to rest, please let me rest, it's all I ask for, mercy and grace or a rose on a grave.  

-Your slave, Ν·z