Birth of a demon

I woke up today, my stomach is empty yet my belly is full, My belly, pregnant but no child.

I woke up today, it’s grown, sleeping has been harder, I move in all ways seeking comfort for sleep yet I haven’t slept at all.

I woke up today, pain, like a lead filled spike is inside me, it’s grown. I want to scream but dry tears take its place. What is inside me, I can’t bear it, it’s growing.

I woke up today, I think it’s my last. It’s coming out, I’ve been a host for too long.

I woke up today, by my own screams as it rips through me, my child, a demon covered in entrails. It chews my flesh as I drift above, watching.

I’ve birthed this parasite, the antichrist.

I died today, I’ve finally- Woken up.