stalagmites

*sort of a sequal to my reasons*

In my chest, There is four stalagmites. Two are shorter than the others. But they tower over me. They whisper my fears to me, saying the same things over and over like a scene of a movie on loop. Sometimes a new phrase will be added and it shakes me to the core. It shakes me and those horrid pillars of minerals. They move back and forth and sometimes it feels like they are watching me so they can add another fear. Once a long time ago there was one stalagmite. It sat on my bladder and the tip poked the bottom of my heart. In the cave it was just this stalagmite for years and years. It was a powerful being always saying things and ordering me to do its dirty work. It was strong and I thought it would always be there. But one day, the cave shook so terribly that it cracked. One large crack. Then it fell. It toppled down and When the dust cleared, nothing was there. I felt empty. No one to love and no one loved. I traveled until I found a family. In the Giants place, two stalagmites started growing then two more came to be.

I find that these beings are much kinder than the giant. They don't force me to do anything and they just whisper fears. Fears and nothing else. Often they are pointless fears. But scary notherless. When the cave was empty, I would wander in there for hours getting more and more lost until I dragged myself from the dark. When Giant was there, I couldn't wander at all but with these four I can move so freely and feel so deeply.