It's eating you,
beating you
into submission,
soaking
into every pore and cell
of your being,
like a germ,
making you squirn
and sweat.
It's flowing through your veins
like liquid poison,
and being exhaled
with every breath.
It's a foreign body.
Unwelcome.
Killing you quietly.
You need an antidote
to grab it by the throat
and promote
what was there before.
Before THAT
started eating you.
Francesca Johnson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eating-you/
