I live in a shifting sea
An ocean black depth that seeks to drown
Every part of me
Cut. Burn. Hit.
Every tumult and wave demands
The worst I can give myself

A crawling claw from the inky void
My own touch fills me with dread.
Not my hands. But a demon
Living in my head.

Getting drunk of every fear
Feeding every insecurity
Cut yourself. Hurt yourself.
You deserve nothing but pain

Then I'm fine. As quickly as
The words were typed.
The sea calms, the ice in my chest
Melts

But given a moment or stray thought
A single sliver of a chance
This leviathan will return
Hell bent on seeing me dead
Rushing up from this darkness
Gnashing teeth, slimy claws
Living in my head