There is a monster in your stomach. It wells up from someplace so deep within you, it makes you feel like you're housing an abyss. It feels like water, maybe a flood. It feels like you're drowning. It's rising. Gradually, and then quicker. But do not panic. Do not be afraid. Do not struggle. Now, just breathe, relax. You are overflowing. You are not going to drown. Hold on, maybe you'll eventually learn to swim. And then listen. The gentle fluttering of butterfly wings as they pour from your mouth. Orange fog and violet hues and the faint reflection of a silhouette in your eyes, watch how they illuminate your soul. Soft flames licking at your tongue. Feel it. How they sting, how they tickle. How you burn.
You are beautiful. I wish you'd believe that.