Something

There is something wrong with me
I can feel it in the pit of my stomach
My body reverbarating,
Shivering with fear
Of this explosion in my chest,I feel it,
Dark and consuming me
I know there's something wrong
I see a glimps of it
Everytime I walk past the mirror
Like a disease of the soul
Insidious and malegnant.

Its almost breaking me inside
Making my own skin feel uncomftable,
Sordid and dirty
I've become a foreigner to flesh
Wrapped so tight,I can  never detach.
With my bare hands I attempt to patch
Without succession a vessel growing cold..
This something,
Makes the skin I live in
Lay my bones to shame as they dangle
In its odour of death