Monster

Miss_Dreamer

In my belly sits a monster 

Who's waiting for its chance 

It spits and boils and bubbles 

A dark, tar-like substance 

 

Which creeps up through the cracks 

It finds in my defences 

Slithering through, reaching out 

And hugging my intestines 

 

It stretches out past my diaphragm 

Coils around my lungs 

It sticks everything together 

Until they can no longer expand 

 

Then it reaches my heart and for a second 

I think it might recoil 

But then it rushes in and tightens 

My heart's easy rhythm spoiled 

 

Claws make their way up my throat 

They hook behind my eyes 

And as my vision goes black, I know 

I've always been a monster in disguise 

  • Author: Dreamer (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 7th, 2024 15:36
  • Category: Unclassified
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