Alone with my thoughts

Devil Incarnate

Ever so slowly, my innocence is going. With Him here, with Him gone, it doesn't matter. He's always there, eating away at my soul. Ever since that first encounter, he ruins my life. The tornado of doubt ripping me limb, from innocent limb. Will I ever escape the torture? Will I ever be able to shrug off the bonds of hatred that entwine me to him?

Inside of me, the whirlwind of terror is alive, crushingly wild, with unbearable velocity. Why me? Why not that other girl, the one that He sees on a daily basis, the one at school who sit by Him? Why me? The five-year difference that doesn't scare Him off, it should be enough. But it isn't. I know now that there may never be enough  to scare Him away.

The terrifying zip line that I'm on never stops. There are no resting periods, not bathroom breaks, no nothing. All That's left to feel is fear. Fear that He will find a way to get me alone. Find a way to torcher me even further. To break the bonds of safety that I have carefully woven and entwined my self in.

He has over encumbered me with a paralyzing fear. He is torching me, day in, and day out. He is here. He is everywhere. He is killing me slowly, filling my mind- not of happy things, no. But of evil things. Of things that go bump in the night, things that you CAN'T say are just dreams, because they aren't.

                            He is a nightmare brought to life. He is the Devil Incarnate.