I lie here, secure and warm in my own bed

But something lurks within this darkness and I swear to myself its not just in my head

At the age of five to my mother I said
That dark scary creatures watched me while I had slept

I'm 22 years old now and its not just the creatures
Its more often dark presences that lack any features

A fear all past darkness could never create
I sense them and feel them in a half-councious state
They whispered my name; just that thought makes me shake

Call it a dream, call it insanity
Its as real to me as my waking reality

So many people mistake facts as the answers to life's mysteries

In reality, facts are just clues

Along the path of an infinitely large and undiscovered map

Leading to an ultimate treasure

That is truth

Time to engage with your surroundings
Don't deny the violent sounds that are your own heart's poundings
Deal with all life's ******* no matter how bleak it may be sounding

Is it real to you?
Sitting there with a set jaw and intense stare
I know you are a logical person
Could such a story ring true in such a brilliant mind?
A God who sent himself to die for the creation he made
As a part of his own plan to glorify himself
To show the love he has for his "sons and daughters"
Despite this love
He continues to send people like me
And people who are ten times the human I will ever be
To burn in hell
For eternity

Body? What's the definition of the word.... body..... a coalition of..... anything? Bodies bodies bodies.....
I'm baked