My life story

Sexual deviant

Things are mess up- fuck up.
Gross. Savage
in her bipolar mind.

Bodies deform and merge. Bone break, blood squirt voices scream in everyday life.

Everything is sex but not of pleasure. More like a plague: touch was gone- no consent to be had here. Only rape and worse...

It sucks out all the life source like a freaking yōkai or maybe more like it...

Succubus
(Could be both)

A cannibal- one of a sexual breed How disgusting.

All she want is to live without those thoughts

When she wakes

She in Hell.

Scared that ordinary food isn't what it really what it seems.

Scared she living in a illusion.
The veil weakens

No she must think

A strawberry is JUST a strawberry
Her brain wants to think otherwise but that because of the aliment

The demon possessed her

Take small bite
The tastes so familiar and sweet
This is JUST a strawberry
A gift of God

Take the pill
Erase those thoughts

She a human
And the demons shall not win

A duty to conquer them until the day of reaping
Then they will be sorry

For making her think otherWISE.
With her faith and her help

They won't rule
They shall see

In the underworld Lucifer won't succeed and all his henchmen will perish to a eternal damnation

They shall feel the mighty wrath of the merciful King for taking a daughter without her permission.

But her suffering close to end, end in sight
Demons tries to beg and stay dormant but it's too late
They know their fate

And all she does is wait patiently until the day of judgment passes and she shall teach them pain. With her God it shall be tenfold.

But till then she must keep them but at least they at bay

With a right mixture of meds. She can breathe
So she lives for others- like her, this will be the cross she bears.

And the time is now: this disease of a sexual deviant will end.

(So don't fret
All will end and it shall be Great)