Growing
I woke up one day, pain destroying my spine I tried to ignore it, and for a while I could. but I felt it, felt it something's growing on me
Something is growing on me It's growing and it won't stop. It won't stop growing. Even if I scream, if I shout, shout my lungs out, it will not stop growing. I want to rip it out, rip it out and eat it, eat whatever it is that is killing me. Even then, it will keep growing. I know it.
And I must accept it.