In my sleep and dreams it grows
It pinches me reminding
It wants me to feel its presence
At first only subtle
Not yet ready to be spotted
Irritating as if like an itch
Then full blown and excruciating
Like rust it never sleeps
And like a child always growing
Restless yet always patient
Our fates shall be the same
It feeds off of me living
Defining an appetite unchecked
An animal without a conscience
Savoring its host
Indiscriminate with its victims
Habitually on the prowl
Like a demon let loose
There is no saving me now
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