I know the Devil is real. I have no doubt at all. He reaches into my mind; makes all my happy thoughts turn dark. He turns my happiness into negativity and fear. No matter how hard I try to calm these thoughts they are never far away. Lurking. Hiding. Crouching in the dark crevices of my tormented psyche. I shout. I scream. “You have no business here. My soul is my own. You cannot keep me locked in the darkness of fear. GOOOOOOOOO AWWAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY!” He merely chuckles and kisses me goodnight.
~An Ella Pygmalion original
~An Ella Pygmalion original
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