honestly,

at my core there exists a sentient dread. it has arms and legs and sometimes crawls around my ribcage. last night i felt it bite into my lung tissue and i couldn’t take a deep breath from the hour 0400 to the hour 0501. i had to make peppermint tea and bury my face in its aromatic steam before i felt like i was no longer at risk of dying by the dread’s cruel hand.