The Devil and Me

When I woke up, I had the absolute worst headache. Though the headache is not as bad as the pain that I am feeling in my neck. It felt like someone was sticking needles in my skin over and over again. I slowly touched my neck and I could not feel any blood. How was it possible that there was not any blood? Not even dried blood. That was weird.I was currently laying down on a very comfortable bed. I tried to sit up, but I noticed that I could not. Then I was very aware of the steel-like arms hol

When I woke up, the only feeling I felt was anger. I am seriously angry. I am both pissed and angry. Mostly pissed though.Why was I fainting all the time? It was annoying the crap out of me. There must be something wrong because I don't just faint. Am I really so weak that I keep fainting all the time? Maybe it is the energy around Lucifer or something. I just know that something is wrong. I can feel it in my gut.

"Stop! It hurts so much!" I screamed. I tried opening my eyes, and I did but there was something black on them. I was blindfolded. My head was pounding. It felt like a very bad migraine. The ground was so cold. My feet were touching the ground and they felt like ice. I was freezing and shivering, which was so weird considering how warm the temperature is in hell. Memories came rushing back to me.

 Anxiety is an emotion that I will never be able to surpass. There were times when I just felt like the world was slowly slipping through my hands while disappearing in front of me. Maybe it is just fear but maybe it is just me fading away. I did not care for these kinds of moments. they did not matter anyway. My burning lungs and my heart beating so fastly and hard that I thought it would break my ribs, while I could not focus on the matter at hand. The emptiness was almost worse.  The dark void. The black hole inside my mind, deep inside my soul. It is slowly crushing all my dreams. My hopes. The realization of the absurdity of my existence is confusing. These thoughts kept me awake at night.