Diary Of Delusions

Welcome to my personal Hell.
Here, the words are so sharp, they'll cut you open without remorse. The environment here is sustained by your screams. The air is thick with guilt and silence.
Don't worry, though. Those twisted, black creatures you see walking around ?? They are the guardians here, my own personal demons. But they won't harm you, oh no. They will only mess with your emotions, get you to doubt yourself and wish you were dead.
The darkness here is oppressive, yet there's light all around. It's a ghost town, eerily silent and calm.
But little do you know...

It's only the calm before the storm...