[ WP ] A sci-fi story where humanity are the monsters .

They're eating me alive. Inch by inch these parasites scavenge every piece of my flesh until my skin dries, cracks, breaks, and dies. Their thirst is unquenchable, their hunger insatiable. They ravish my flesh, and drain my blood. 
 
 It was n't always like this. There was a time when they, my children -- the life that I brought forth here from my own body -- would live in harmony with me, taking only what they needed to survive, and letting the rest flourish. Over time, however, this changed. 
 
 They breed like nothing else, and were never content with remaining in one place. Before, they would survive on the sustenance they could find on the surface of my skin. As they grew, as more and more of them spread across my flesh, this soon became too little for them. They raped my skin for food. They drained my blood for drink. Their machines sent coils of oily, thick smoke pouring into my lungs until I found it hard to breathe. 
 
 It wo n't be long now, though -- I'm dying. My temperature has risen far above normal, and cracks have begun forming in my flesh. Blood pools out of the holes in my skin, burning everything in it's path. My skin is dry, and the air is almost too humid to breathe. These monsters I created have scattered to the few safe places remaining, hunkered down awaiting the inevitable. 
 
 Selfishness, greed, lust, and hate has destroyed both myself, and my children -- and all I can do is cry helplessly. These *humans* have doomed themselves.
