Do you hear it too?

Shhhh

I hear something

Something mumbling

I think it's speaking to me

It sounds like

A crowd whispering

All around me

I turn in circles

Looking frantically

But there's nothing I can see

It's like…

It's coming from inside-

Inside me

I hold my arm up to my ear

And listen closely

The whispering gets significantly

Louder

Very sharply

Each whisper

Cuts through me

It's my blood speaking

All the things that have corrupted me

Flowing through my body and

Harvesting

They want to control me

I have to resist

Get the crucifix

Hold it tightly in my fist

As I sharpen the tip

Then hold it to my wrist,

And slit the skin,

why does this sin bring so much bliss

As it drips

The blood begins to shriek

So loudly, my ears bleed

I need this blood to leave

So I can be relieved

Of these demons

But the blood stops dripping

And begins twisting and turning

Up my arm slowly

I try to wipe it

But it continues its pace

Even after smearing it away

And now the blood on my hand

Also begins to make its way up my face

It reaches my neck and spreads in multiple direction

I can hear the whispering again

As it's going up my face

Into my mouth, nose, eyes, and ears

I begin to choke

My vision slowly fades, turning red and blurry

The whispering gets louder and louder

As it approaches my ears

Then dampens, as they begin to get clogged

My nose is stuffed and I can no longer breathe

Suffocating on the smell of my blood

I can feel the blood spreading into my brain

It feels hot

Like it's burning

It's stinging

Then throughout the rest of my body

My blood begins boiling

Bubbles form all over my face my body and burst with blood

The pain is excruciating

I drop to my knees with my arms reaching

Above me

And try to let out a scream

Only to let out the sound of blood gurgling

My skin and flesh is slipping

Off my body

I am melting

My bones are starting to show

My eyeballs melt into goo

Dripping out their sockets like glue

Mixed with blood

I grab at the two black holes

With my exposed finger bones

Wondering where they went

Slowly every part of me slips away

With so much pain

Till I'm nothing

but a frame

And there's nothing left

In my ribcage.