Soukoku Stories

DEMONS: A Nakahara Chuuya character study (kind of, but not really)

(A/N: I wrote the Dazai poem first and thought I should do a Chuuya one as well. It was kind of rushed so sorry if it sucks.)

My demons are greedy, selfish -I fear I am becoming those things too-

they want me to themselves

That's why it is so hard

to share myself with you

to open up the cracks and crevices

that their claws have kept firmly closed

I can feel the slipping, falling, breaking

I can feel the essence of "me" leaking away

Being pulled, extracted, fading away, disappearing

Where?

I don't know . . .

but I know I must act soon

before there is nothing left to share

And yet . . .

I cannot bring myself too

Something deep inside me

Enjoys the feeling

Revels in the freedom

the loss of morals

After all

wouldn't life be easier

if we didn't have a soul to lose?

Don't worry darling,

this is for the best

I promise

you wouldn't like me quite so much

if you knew

All the terrible things I'm made of

Each act of deceit and evil

building up to make

Me

A terrible creature who's done terrible things

But you

you love me anyway

Don't you realise

I'm going to hurt you

Horribly

Destroy you

Leave you weak and bleeding

Wishing you never met me

Even if you hate me

That's okay

I don't mind

I know I deserve it

It's better for me to hide

For your safety

For my safety

For all of our safety