Rot

I feel my insides rotting

My skin is just a husk

A shell of what I used to be

And what people see

On the inside I am putrid

Decayed and broken down

I don’t know when I’m started

But I never could stop it

Or save what was there

Lately that rot has started to show

To break through and ruin the skin

Others are starting to notice

And wondering “how could I let this happen?”

I brush colors over the melting skin

And put patches over the worst parts

I don’t know how to heal it

I don’t know if I can

But my rotting self is falling apart

And I just want it to end

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art by micaela gabotti