The thing is, you gave me hope. You took my demons by the back of their necks and threw their heads in the water. You held them under until they couldn't breathe. Until every gasp for air burned their lungs and squeezed their hearts. You killed my demons. And it hurt like hell to know that a part of me was gone. But it was oh, so beautiful. You gave me hope. You tried to kill the darkness in me and I swear it burned like arsenic and stung like bees. But at the end of it all, you gave me hope. Hope that allowed me to believe that even with the dead demons, and the darkness that tried so desperately to hide in the light. I was still alive. And I was still here. You changed me, and I don't want to know if I loved it or hated it. But I swear you gave me hope.
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I don't even think this makes much sense. But, I like it. I dunno, I'm a wierdo.
