Monday 31 May 2021

The Thing Inside

by Nick Gisburne

The coven of her sisters casts her out
For crimes that even they will not forgive
And from the dark abyss of fear and doubt
A parasite unlocks a place to live
It twists and grows and feeds inside her chest
A creature, bound by malice to the heart
With every strangled breath, her soul, possessed
Is poisoned as the mind is pulled apart
Too sick to move, to speak, to comprehend
She knows that none who listened would believe
The thing inside, this torment without end
Is more than any mortal could conceive
    Relentless, it consumes her, day by day
    And only death can pull the pain away