Hi! I am isolation ward number 52
Yeahh that's my identity now
Alone yet strong I lay
Struggling for every ounce of my breath
Laying and waiting for death to embrace
What held me this way still infects thousands
Every second a new prey
Don't do what I did
Because now when death has knocked my door
I have no hands to hold
No moist cheeks to wipe
Just my helplessness that have stayed like forever.