It sits in the back of my mind, buried under the skin
eating at my flesh and feeding on my fears
At every wrong step, every collision of bone
in every sharp pain and cry of agony
I can feel growing
bigger and stronger
sprouting wings and curved teeth, wielding sharp claws
endlessly gnawing in the back of my head
like a maggot nestled in warm flesh
I can't live with this monster in my head
I can feel it sinking deeper with every doubtful thought
it grows and deepens and burns
And then the worst part of the nightmare
I wake up on the table to realize my pain has become reality
completely destroyed and hastily pieced back together
a mess of metal bars and steel plates remain
then I realize the nightmare has just begun
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