When I fall into my dreams, I feel as if I have leaft my body, but every one must feel like this. But to me I fall. I fall into a dark place, but in the dark when I lay naked and curled, my hair becomes a web. I try to free my self but it is no use, a spider of red and green glow comes upon me. It injects me with its poison. I die slowly and painfully. I feel my heart slowly pull from my chest, my stomach is riped from my belly, then my spine is twisted and pulled out like a weed in a garden. Then I am leaft laying there, felling the cold air come into my wonds, the blood drain from my body.
Then I feel a warm sencation. It is the spidar, sucking my blood, no my Sole
I can still feal my disbound organd and my head starts to spin. My eyes grow naro and hazy, a tear falls, I can't scram or even move. The pain never realy stops even after I die. My sole never realy leavs this place. When in the belly of the spidar I take a new shape, a shape I have seen befor but never payed much mind to. The shape is one of a small flower, wilted and strugleing for life.
When I awake as if some one had droped me from the sky. My stomach aster and my cloths drinched in sweat I see my self in the dark. I touch my cheek to my face and feel a tear, I brush it away and hug my pillow. This is just one dream of many that show how my heart feels.
I live to torchure outhers because when I was pure and kind my dreams were shot down, my life was crushed as a bug is crushed on the wall. I still tryed to fight back and keep my dreams pure but thay were soon let go, the fell... into a dark web. Always going round and round.
But on the outside I ack as if my dreams were never there. Because in my reality I am not the only one who has been crushed. Some one in the world is far more worse than me. And to keep my frends and beloved from taking pitty on me or worse Leaving me, I smile. But my smile is only for them to feel happy, happy and loved. Because I dont realy want any one to be hurt as bad as me... But when my smiel fades it is replaced by anouther smiel, this smile is a cursed one. My eyes are scream for you to run, for I will devore you in my web, The spidar in my boddy loves to eat outhers as well as me.
I give my victems fair warning, but my past smile keeps them from runing. I wish Oh I wish with all my heart that none of my friends see me as the deamon, though a few have, thay still stay. This must be what keeps me breathing. Someone who is not to terofied of my, thay are my true love's, my family.
The damon is always awake, in chains, waiting and building up its hunger. The time it strikes, are you ready for that moment? Will you RUN or STAY? I hope that the choice is a well decided one, because the deamon is a starving one...
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