REIKIUS

Hate me, despise me, But know that you will never be rid of me. I am the wretched beast inside your heart. I am the very weight of your insecurity. I am the feeling of dread that binds you, Slithering through shaking veins. To me you are but a simple host, And while you suffer, I will grow. Feeding off the pain that tears you apart. I'll put into words and call it art.