I have something inside of me that is slowly rotting away my soul.

It has a distinct smell, like vomit and rotten eggs, but more offensive.

I can feel it moving through my bloodstream,
from my heart to the tip of my fingers.

It pricks my skin like tiny needles,

and it makes my brain think of wild fires, ashed corpses and mother of sins.

I kill it with vodka and lime, but i think it only makes it stronger.

I experience blackouts every now and then. 

I guess, I'm not really killing it.

And it may sound crazy. *laughs

I don't know. but..uhmm

I don't think I want it to die just yet.