August 06, 2024

There is a worm creeping under my skin. It slowly and nastily crawls around my chest. In terror and horror, I wanted to slam my hands down on my chest and smash it. Samsh it over and over again until it perished, before it crawled any further. My fear shall never name it but only chide my wretched self.  Let it be known that I shall rather tear it off my skin even as I bleed and whimper, than let it fester and creep under my skin. I was never such a woman, I rather bleed than ever become such a woman.

Yours truly