Everlasting Darkness

Depression..Nausea..HATE

WHY! I plead.

What is this entity following me.

Dark, hateful, full of sin.

Red eyes and constantly attached to my back, leeching my spirit.

I always see it, Why cant anyone else?

It's very grim, and stagnating.. sometimes I wonder why I'm still here.

I hate to look at it..it scares me.

At night, it watches as I feel its presence.

Lingering..Aching.. for my life.

Scratching at my bed, moaning in the night.

You'd think I am lying.... I'm not.

It's here.. Waiting for me.

What must I do? Oh.. That's right.

It wants my soul.

 

 

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