"be happy while you're living, for you're a long time dead."

It's funny how one word and one syllable can put black ghosts in your soul.
Induce you with fear and make your eyes water.
Shoot you up with heroine and make you overdose.
It's funny how just those 5 letters that makes that one word just crawl up your spine and make you split in half.
How it affects someone's mood and shakes them violently with just thought of it. How it puts images in their head without wanting to think of it. Thinking of the wooden placement you lay in while gluing your eyes shut and filling your veins with alkaline hydrolysis. The green sticky goo pouring out of your blue veins filled with blue blood.
It's funny how I just said this word and your eyes watered. I broke you down without even whispering the nonsense into your ears. The cold mist of my breath touches your earlobe hairs now, and you cringe at the sound of this word. The clock gets louder and louder as it ticks away your life. Ripping the shit out of your face and snapping the ligaments in your arms. It stings. Your eyes sting. Your person stings.
It's funny how you're collapsing on the ground, falling beneath my grasp. You and your shirt and nothing else. You're helpless. I'm breaking you down, slowly but surely...

You do know what this word is..... right?