Oh, you can just fuck off entirely.
It's not "poetic". You're just dead.
You are, moreover, dead in an incredibly painful, awful way.
Do you understand what infected bed sores and sepsis do to a person? Do you really? Do you understand how much pain they would be in? Do you understand how hard it would be to be their loved ones watching them the hospital as their organs shut down?
Do you understand how painful it'd be to be in a chair that's causing spinal damage for hours and hours every day?
Disabled people and their pain do not exist to be a poetic metaphor for your consumption. It's just suffering.