By Cinzia Loi
You finally did it.
From the little annoying mosquito you were, you now turned into a monster.
A giant grizzly bear, standing angry behind my back, and you can’t be ignored. And I’m your puppet.
Lurking, you wait for a hint to pull my strings, making me violent and turning people away.
Every time is worse than the last: you feed on these episodes, growing, and I fear for those around me.
I can’t pretend you don’t exist, so I try to warn others.
But you’re clever, aren’t you? Only those very few who truly know you can see the monster. The others laugh, often teasing what they think is still a harmless mosquito. And I fear for them.
‘Cause when you decise to attak, to roar and hurt, to destroy, to push those who I love away, I’m possessed by you, your face becomes mine, and so do your words.
I want to enjoy meals with my family and friends. I want to kiss my partner without a worry in my mind.
I want to be normal. I want to be free.
But today, my devote enemy, you truly showed me what you want me to be: alone.
My happiness was authentic, to the point I thought I could have loved again.
You forced me to leave him, unwillingly, you left me no choice.
I want you dead.
But how can I kill you when you’re a parasite inhabiting my brain?