Inside Out

Inside Out

It eats. 

Gorging on my soul, my very essence.

Feasting in delight.

The creature.

It knows nothing of time,

or love.

or evil.

or good.

It just eats.

It just consumes.

And takes and steals.

Anger contaminates me. 

I feel my disease.

Rotting me.

From the inside out.

I feel it squirm 

And claw 

And itch

In the darkness

Of my

Pulsating heart.