Inside I feel like I am falling from heaven. My feathered wings turn to demon wings. My robes burn away. Thorns attack my tender, soft skin. I am falling into a depressing darkness. The light seems for behind me. I have lost everything. I have nothing to live for. Darkness binds me. Hatred fuels my soul, which feeds off of my wounded heart. I feel trapped. Darkness is my only friend. I love the darkness too much.
