"You have a disease.
A disease, which I am the cure.
I am that pill you always find hard to swallow.
I will leave a bitter aftertaste in your mouth that no sugar will ever be able to overwhelm.
And when I'm finally gone, with all trails of me never to be recovered, only then you'll realize that you needed me for you to get better."
Words by John Fisherman
Art by Genesis Aala Gini Aala