Darkness dances around me. Finding every ***** in my armor. My vision blurred, I feel my brain swell inside my skull. Threatening to break free.
Crashing blows land one after another.
My mouth fills with my lifeblood.
So metallic in taste.
I cannot speak for fear of bringing more pain and shame upon my weakened frame. Hard to breathe I feel my ribs displaced. This shadow figure is Unrelenting... These primal urges inside of me are screaming "defend your self fool"
I ignore them...
Not the voices I want to hear.
I believe I deserve
every fowl blow I receive.
I deserve this...
Crushing... Smashing... Longing.
I've lost my friends. No one to protect me.
Punching... Kicking... Longing.
Who is this beast. Tormenting me. Knocking me down to his level.
Tearing down my tower,
Draining my sea,
burning my forest.
I have no hope.
I am broken.
Trapped in my own hell.
Is this lucifer The great deciver?
In that moment the beating stops...
Pain is still fresh but,
the figure ceases his assault..
Panting... Wheezing... Longing...
Within shadow I see a broken grin...
Darkness fades
and a familiar face greets me.
Eyes locked to what's left of my soul.
It
is
me.
- It always was.
This demon is and always will be
a part of me.
Whether or
not the voices return.
I have to start from the
b
o
t
t
o
m
again.
But I think that's okay.
I think I have always been there.
- Even when I am not.
