passion

i feel like there's someone inside of me trying to scratch their way out but i remain sediment.

//let me out

please//

they are clawing and kicking and banging on my bones. my skin crawls with the aftershock.

//help me

i want out//

i want to help them. rip my skin off and be reborn with the energy and will to get the fuck out of here.

//please

save me//

free will. their tears chill my skeleton, but i do nothing. i am a hypocrite. lazy. insufficient.

//i am dying

listen to me//

i remain still and leave my passion suffering inside my body, encapsulated in a resting cocoon, never to breathe or see the light of the moon.