Yesterday, I gave in to an evil of my own creating, an evil more devestating then any that had been used against me. It's mane was. ..like. it was something thst screemed at me condemning me, mocking me, blaming me, hating my every thought. I look into a reflection thst does not reflect the truth, it reflects things only seen from another's eyes, another's perspective. I'm a shadow that knows no light. I'm darkness thst only knows emptiness and no love, no life. I'm swimming in doubt that suffocates me, holds me in the mire of disgust and pitiful excuses I use to tell myself it will be ok...
Now I don't tell myslf anything...
My demons scream at me the things I need to hear,letting me knuw in still alive, still paying the price, still waiting fir the execution...still waiting to be forgiven...
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Random darkness
General Fiction*this story is very descriptive and may be considered triggering. Be in a safe frame of mind when reading* Thought wanderings of a depressed mess...No real rhyme or reason..insights about death, suicide, self injury, self hate,bullying, abuse. Allot...
