Speaking his unsettlement the way he does feels right

Squeezing his chest as if forcing the feeling to pour out

Will this pain go away? He wonders

Because whatever he does he is still reminded of his misery

How one becomes better when everything just triggers their illness?

He thinks hospitals should no longer be for his likes

Because of the little time he had left, why is he surrounded by suffocating walls, IV drops and the evil of machines?

Why does he have to remember that he is dying?

Might as well end everything since everything is ending anyway