Thoughts Written

The demon

It was like a demon replaced my insides. I was trapped in a small glass case and I wasn't strong enough to get out. Helpless, that was what I would describe that feeling. The demon caged my brain and replaced rationality with nightmares and fear.

I felt fearful for myself, and for my mind. I gained control back and put the demon back into the glass case I was once in. The demon screamed to get out. Clawing at the glass with nails as hard as diamonds, the demon broke through the glass barrier. The glass shattered and scattered all around my brain, successfully hindering my thoughts. I ws once again in a box. I was ensnared and I couldn't get out.

I hunched over in defeat. I let the demon take over my actions. The demon clawed out my wrists and my own stomach. Nothing was left there but a crimson glow. The demon smiled with cracked teeth and an empty heart. Finally numb, the demon gave up.

The demon disappeared, leaving me my own flesh and bones to deal with. I slipped into unconsciousness, without a thought of what was to come.
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I knew death was inevitable. I did not realize that the dark void that awaited me might last for eternity. Perhaps the flames will emerge soon. As morbid as it sounds, the quiet comforts me. The demon has stopped screaming. It's like I'm asleep forever, no responsibilities. I have no more fights to deal with, no more drama, no more sadness. I'm finally happy. Perhaps that's what scares me the most.