Look  inside your bowels.

There it is! That feeling again. Nested in your innards, you might try to silence it. But it is part of you! It was born from you. Yet you deny it. You let it live there, rooted inside, but out of sight, out of mind. You didn't kill it. So it got fed. It ate whatever you fed it, unaware or not.

Then it got fatter. Bigger. Uglier. It wants to come out.

It climbs your lungs and you cannot breath.
It claws your throat and all you want is to shout.
It emerges from your mouth, deforming you forever.

It is you.
Coming out of your shell.