self-loathing consumes me
like a giant, venomous snake.
the venom has set in and I have been poisoned by it.
the negative thoughts drag me to the beast and I can't run away fast enough.
I get caught in the optimistic voice in my head as it tries to swallow me.
it slowly stretches its jaws and expands to cover my whole life.
it takes hours to engulf me and overcome my happiness.
I sit like a lump in its stomach waiting to be digested and become fully aware of my situation.
for days I churn in its gut
until there is none of me left.
I have fed the beast.
I have helped it to grow
and become strong.
I am fueling an anaconda of self hate
and there is no escaping.
I am nothing but sustenance running through its veins.