It has burrowed itself and built a home in the deepest depths of my mind. No attempt to excise it will ever succeed. It is a part of me now and I am powerless against it.
Its heavy growls abound inside my mind and whenever I am careless, it will come out to feed and it will be merciless in its ritual.
My biggest fear is that I am not an inexhaustible source of nourishment and that I cannot be replenished. My biggest fear is that one day it will have finished eating and thus I will have finished being.