Myalgic Encephalomyelitis Kills

A group exhibition

The ME/CFS community hears about the deaths of its members every week. Some die due to the illness itself, while others die because of the lack of proper care and support. The deaths shared publicly are only the tip of the iceberg; how many of us die alone, never to be heard of again?

This exhibition explores various artists’ interpretations of the topic of death and ME, from the impact of those who have passed, to personal feelings and journeys of living in a body that is failing. Myalgic Encephalomyelitis Kills is our community’s way of raising awareness about this matter of life and death.

Panda eyes
Who stares back at me
A dead thing
Sunken skin and drooping lids
The sign of my aliveness in this stasis
Is the falling of my tears

I feel like I am dying
I am being buried
Alive
I feel the earth compacting against my chest
Waiting for my ribs to cave in

To hear about so much death while in this state
While my muscles scream and I can barely move
Is to wonder am I next?
Is this what they felt?
Is my clock ticking closer to it's end?

I want to mourn and care for our community
But I can barely think
I cannot see for the fog in my brain

The ceiling watches me
And I watch the ceiling
And I wish my skin would let me sleep

Fever dreams.
I wake up screaming.

Only realising I’m living days worse than any nightmare you could ever be dreaming.

Can only lie still and watch blood pooling on the floor.

There’s nothing you can do about it.
You swiped the wrong final door.

Machines peeping.
People running.

They read my file.
I can see they stop caring.

Even the silence hurts your body that is failing.
Him blaming me. I can see he’s bailing.

Come on girl, it’s just a shadow from your past.
“Fuck how I enjoy this. It’s nice to see you fall”.

Pieces of shattered headphones on me.
Blood dripping from my cheek.

Him wrapping his arms around me.
I feel like I can’t breathe.

Shaky legs. Tremulous hands.
”Karma found you. It’s too late to make amends”

I don’t want to live like this any more

But I don’t want to die

I really don’t want to die

So what other choice do I have but to live like this?

One of the necessities if you are to live more with Severe ME, is to exist less

Those relentless hours of sensory deprivation may allow a few minutes of life

Is it worth sometimes living more, if it pushes you closer to death?

Is it more important to be alive, or to experience life?

I will do anything to stay living

But sometimes I live too much and feel the pull of death

In order to not die I must act like I am already deceased

It’s a sacrifice I will make in order to keep existing

The room sits in darkness
Whether day or night
Silence pulses through the air
Seeking out the light

As your eyes adjust
You see something very slight

It barely makes a move
But for shallow waves of breath
You merely see the outline -
Just a body in a bed

As your vision sharpens, there -
A Someone left for Death.

We can't be expected to use headlights when we drive forever

They're inconvenient and make my eyes hurt

I've been driving for years without them, and I haven't killed anything

Well, I don't know that for sure

I hit a few things in the night, but nobody told me they died

And it doesn't matter that much anyway

They're animals

The chances of me killing an actual human are much lower!

They probably had pre-existing conditions too - I saw one of them limping across the road

I can't be held responsible for that - surely?

And it's not like headlights protect me from danger either

You can't expect me to go out of my way just to make sure someone else doesn't get themselves hit

I'm always responsible when I cross the road

I look both ways

A car would never hit me... would it?

They kill us
When they say it’s psychosomatic,
That we’re deconditioned
And over-dramatic.

When there’s no care pathway
For Severe M.E,
When they ask us
If we’re going to try CBT.

When the suffering and stigma
And social isolation
Lead to active, unrelenting
Suicidal ideation.

When hospitals subject us
To malnutrition,
Deny supportive care
And treat us with suspicion.

Ignore key signs of deterioration,
Withhold pain meds,
Let us die
From dehydration.

When we’re too unwell
To campaign for a cure,
For those no longer with us
Who deserved much more.

For Judith, Sarah,
Merryn, Maeve.
For so many more,
For those unnamed.

They kill us,
But we hold fast to the fight.
We rise up in strength,
Solidary and light.

There's a valley of the dead within me.
Cemeteries I visit.
I light candles,
bring flowers.
Blue ones and
immaculate white ones,
for they were not
merely torment.

Each painful departure
takes a piece of me
with it,
but leaves
an echo,
an outcry
in a single lament
of the dead and the living.

I assure them
it was not in vain.
That once freed
from flesh's agony
a white-bluish
constellation of martyrs
above my head
they became.

May they rest in peace,
at last,
the dead within me.
Livelier,
more dignified,
today
than yesterday
in the valley of death.

About the Exhibition

Myalgic Encephalomyelitis Kills is a group exhibition that explores the theme of death in the ME community. While there is little research or definitive conclusions about ME mortality, those with ME know how devastating and life-threatening this illness can be. Sources cite factors of systemic and clinical neglect, institutional failure, mental health burden, suicide, inadequate knowledge of treating ME, and poor quality of life, as well as physical factors such as heart failure and cancer, as causes of death among ME patients.

In the most severe form of ME, patients can lose the ability to swallow or digest food, which can lead to life-threatening malnutrition, especially when life-saving treatments such as tube feeding or IV fluids are inaccessible or withheld. Some young people with ME even resort to euthanasia due to severe symptoms and poor quality of life.

Hearing about the deaths of both the young and old is nothing new to the ME community. Through this exhibition, we hope the world sees our emergency.

A Quiet Storm invited artists of all ME severities to submit their art for the exhibition to raise awareness on International ME/CFS Awareness Day 2026. M.E. Kills features artwork from a combined 33 artists, including 25 image-based works, from paintings to photographs, 7 poems, and one short film. The artworks were created between 2020 and 2026.

The exhibition was curated to flow through and capture a variety of feelings and themes. The selection starts with works that evoke pain and a sense of fighting against this illness. It then morphs into works that have a sense of acceptance and waiting. The final works show loss and a sense of peace.

Learn more about death and ME through the following sources:

  1. Mortality in Patients with Myalgic Encephalomyelitis and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome by Stephanie L McManimen et al.

  2. ME Association Research Review: Mortality in ME/CFS by Katrina Pears

  3. Infographic: SF-36 Mental Component Score for ME/CFS vs. Select Other Diseases by CrunchME

  4. Investigating the ME/CFS experience through qualitative analysis of memorial entries by Zoe Sirotiak and Hailey J Amro 

Exhibition curated by Lily Lime, Niko Suvisto, and Greta Granö.