Something is stored in me
Soaring internally
Seeking to find every last insecurity
Screaming with hate to destroy self-esteem
Roaring maliciously, burrowing deep
Creeping and writhing along every fiber
Being the creature that hunts the survivor
Stuck in a gap with an unwelcome pet
Drooling and slobbering, sobbing and wet
Confusing to gaze upon, graze on and taste
Amusing to think of, but a horror to face
Your doubt is a cavern that breathes no emoting
Faithlessness wraps you in darkness forboding