all thoughts evacuated
left only is rot
mouldy, damp, disgusting rot.
it gnaws at the edges of my brain
slowly eating away all sanity.
bite after bite
worry after worry
number after number.
counting, counting, counting.
all day every day
even though i have wallpaper
that's the thing about rot
you must replace the whole wall to remove it
not just cover it with wallpaper, curtains, furniture.
you must demolish the root
but which if the wall is invisible?
follow the smell, feel.
my brain is rotting.
my friend is slowly dying
like i was
but her rot
is disguised to her
as honey.
by o.p.
how it feels when your friend is experiencing the same pain you are.
and you can't do anything x
