Monster

Outside I am a calm,
living,breathing,non-anxietol rushed
Scandinavian bread human being.
But underneath
I can feel my body changing.
My flesh is decaying,
My claws are growing,
and my bones morphing.
My insides are festering and morphing.
I have sharp,jagged glass
pieces in my mouth
where my teeth use to be.
My neck begins to stretch,
twist,and turn.
Scales begin to take over
my face,legs,and arms.
A shiny beak replaces my nose
and lips.
This is what I am.
This is what I have become.
A monster.



(Not my best in the least,but I had an extremely hard time describing this)