I felt my body collapse in darkness as I fought the battle that seemed to last and eternity... Until now. My world was collapsing and the walls that I had built had fallen into ash in front my soulless eyes in the fires of my own personal Hell.
I screamed with the mere sound of silence so people couldn't hear my pleas and cries when in the end it didn't matter if I had them by my side to lift me up with their angelic wings now stained in the darkest shades of black.
I felt myself falling into the chaotic madness swirling in my blacken heart that was pierced by the blade of reality. No one but me can save me, but I am not strong enough to save myself from Hell anymore. I will burn in the orange flames of the damned and my blood with spill creating maroon pools feeding the demonic beings that are ripping my meaty flesh to feed the hunger for life.
I took in the eyes that pierced through my soul sucking the life I once had into their lifeless shadow built bodies creating my walls and eyes to disappear into the darkest parts in the Underworld where the damned laid screaming and eternally in punishment dying over and over with no help or mercy.
Alone with death's hands... I felt I was falling and I will never stop even if the angel Michael can raise me to the light... It's to late... Goodbye... And hello eternal death and darkness.
