Demons, Eat My Heart Out

It’s so familiar. This dark, desolant, hallowed ground. Though I’ve only been here one other time I still remember it like an old friend. No, like a stalking enemy that won’t leave me alone, that preys on my flesh.

What’s become of me? Have I really fallen for this trick again? Did the demon lure me back in to have him fill? God, it’s all to similar. Those actions, that look. I knew it would happen but still I allowed myself the pleasures I knew who end me. Pleasures. What good are they if they end up killing you in the end. No, not killing you. Worse. They suck the life out of you slowly. No, not the pleasures. The demons behind such pleasures. The ones who lure you in so maliciously, making you think your safe and loved. "It’s okay," They say. "I love you. Why won’t you love me back?" And you know very well why. You’ve been here before...you know this place all to well.

I know. They didn’t know and they didn’t mean it, but you did. And just because you decided it was okay to let go and care, even after having your love be so thouroughly abused, they are now doing the same. Maybe unintentionally, but they are doing it. Why? I will never know. It sucks. My heart will probably harden even more like it did before...or maybe not. But right now I must settle with the consequences, and it is a feast these most wholly enjoy.

Demons, eat my heart out.