Shivers

My first poem brought online, will make it up now on the spot-

Like a leech in a brain,
constantly buzzing
to remind me it is there.

My curse and my relief,
troublesome friend that shall be my end.

I often wished for it all to end,
but now I am afraid.
When all hope is gone,
I want to go on.

My curse, my pain,
please go away.
I'm still too young to fly away.
Please just leave my head,
I want to live and be alive.
To my very end.