It clings to me
A fungus
It grows from my decay
and feeds on my body, and soul
It smothers me
and crawls down my throat
to embed itself in my lungs
I choke
I become carpeted in it
and eventually
I am no longer me
Dec 11, 2020
Dec 11, 2020 at 12:47 PM UTC
It clings to me
A fungus
It grows from my decay
and feeds on my body, and soul
It smothers me
and crawls down my throat
to embed itself in my lungs
I choke
I become carpeted in it
and eventually
I am no longer me
It can be anything and everything