The beast is back
The more you see it, the easier you are for it to find
It’s nothing and everything at the same time
But it’s darkness, all darkness
No one has seen it
It’s inside
It attempts to push out your insides
Making room for its infinitely expanding self
Will I survive it?
Will it fill me until I explode?
Will my bones crumble under the pressure?
Will it squeeze my organs until they die?
These questions are it’s fuel
Shut it down
Shut it down
Shut it down
Stomach turning
Back seizing
Throat tightening
Heart pounding
Brain electrified
Desperate to cure this infection
Drugs are temporary
Weapons are no use
Distraction could turn more dangerous than it
My infected brain, the only cure
A battle with me, against me
An opponent who knows all the next steps
It seems impossible
It might be
But does impossible matter when it’s the only option?
Sometimes I want to die. I want to kill the demon inside of me. But that’s not a logical option. I have to face my demons head on. Learn to live with them. Learn how the demon things. Prepare for the demons actions. I am thankful to have the opportunity to continue sharing this idea of a beast that was shared with me by a friend.
Behind The Suit 