I used to have a demon living at the base of my spine. When she felt like it, she would pierce my skin with a sharpened claw, cut a slit open, force her way out and crawl slowly up my back. She would cut the skin at the base of my skull and slide her claws in under my scalp, forcing me to listen while she whispered in my ear.
“No one wants you here,” she would whisper. “They can’t wait for you to leave,” she would hiss. She would continue to torture me until I fled wherever I was. Only then would she slither down my back again. Even when I was alone I couldn’t escape her. She would crawl out at night while I was in bed, whispering terrible things while I tossed and turned.
Until the day I caught her. Pinned her between my back and a wall. Reached over with one hand and sewed her mouth shut with black twine so she couldn’t hiss in my ear any more. She tried to fight back, tried to claw the twine out. She banged her head against the back of mine. She only grew weaker, but she still cling to me for days, weeks, years. Slowly fading until she finally shriveled up completely, and I brushed her off my back like a cobweb, flicking her into the wind.
no more painful, cruel whispers
Thank you Dverse for the prompt. I had been struggling to finish this one for a while, and adapted it as a haibun made it come together!