This racking need forged at my core Lives and breathes to want for more It peers between my bone and flesh From wall to wall, it's fingers press.
The gnashing, chewing, rending pain That bows my body up in twain Seeks the surface, yearns to breathe I stamp it down inside of me.
Child, monster, cursed thing Precious, putrid, close to me. In clips and phrases, peer on through The world will see a glimpse of you
Sorry for the interlude, everyone. I'll try to be more consistent with posting. If anyone wants to check if I'm still alive drop me an inbox and I'll get back to you ASAP