was the blackest night i could remember i didn't have the voices of angels to sooth me demons took charge that night i feel bright blue eyes settling on my as piercing as the dark scythe he held another painted white creeped out their faces smiling with the smiles i did not want to see i try to tell myself it will be okay but in my heart i knew it wasn't i pray as they come closer their prescence tighten my throat and don't allow me to speak the words i needed i clutch blankets as a shield but i could feel my former protection wrap around me like the chains coming up from hell i scream with a scream i hope was not the voice of him i imagine the tears streaming out like the phlegethon burning the demons but it only gives them like arms catch me it takes me a moment to realize that they were neither angels or demons but soothing arms that actually cared about me i surfaced out of my run away imagination it is no longer black and no demon is no longer there but i was so sure they were still watching me