they're back, in the hallway. i thought they only stayed in the dark and turned up at night. they're escalating, following me with vicious ideals of demonic intent. my demons are real, how they got out i'll never know. is my mind a hell mouth, a gate where human souls of the ****** pour from? am i apart of the ******, or am I merely just an anchor to them? i'm terrified, wondering where i'll see them next. it's never full on, just glimpses and images in the corners of my eyes. they crawl like slithering beasts and serpents of sin, the very idea of sin. are we all eve's garden, the serpents living in our minds which pose as the tree we should not take from and eat? are we ****** vessels for sin to tempt and thrive? after all that's all we heavenly humans do isn't it? sin, sin until we can't anymore, then remember our repentance? then we are saved. i wish i felt saved. i'm tired of my demons, i'm tired of fear. today i told the people i loved the most about my demons, that they terrify me. i can never tell if it's me or something truly demented. i shall repent and then be saved but is the fact that i am saved going to be enough for my diseased mind? all i have is question after question and my demons only snicker and laugh in hate as they crawl on their bellies like cowards.