Let This Sickness be My Company

I wonder if i should ignore it.

The small clawing within. I can feel the nails and teeth from the inside. At first it's just a movement. At first it's just a brief recollection of wake.

I feel it inside me.

It grows, i know it will, it always does. Grows angrier, angrier, at each moment a little more.

I can feel the cuts deeper and deeper, blood will spill.

I know soon it will consume me. Be everything I am. I will let it take me.

I let it have me. I 'll let it grow into me.

I'll let this misery

kill me.

from the inside.