Darkest Seraphim
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It's been going on for years. I've talked with people online and made friends with them. But, there have been times where I've become so weak and so close to the edge, so close to ending it all. At these times is where my demons take over and drive me to the brink of insanity. And when im about to self destruct, when its about to end for me... a new hell begins.
Like i said i've talked with people online. When im at the bottom about to dissapear from this world one of these online people come along and i seek comfort from them. Many years ago I sought comfort form someone just like me. A lost soul with a pure heart filled with love just waiting to burst out. Noone is pure but i saw it in him.. i saw the void in myself that needed to be filled.
When we talked the question of my gender never came up. But he seemed to think i was a girl. It never came to my mind what to say, but when he asked i always avoided the question until he assumed that i was a girl. I'm not sure why. I dont think i acted feminine, but something felt very right about being treated like a human for once. It felt so good to be wanted to be sought after. So, i went along with it.
Then evil enveloped me and pierced into my being corrupting me to the core. Ive always known that a part of me was demented and cruel. I've hated it because i never wanted to be that way ive always wanted to be like I was here with him. The person i felt that he.. that I deserved. He was in love with the person i had created, and so was I. I wanted it to be so real so bad, but it was impossible. I wasnt him, I wasnt in love, the person i created didnt exist. But, it felt so good to be wanted. So i went along with it.... for 3 years.
When i could not lie anymore. I dissapeared and took my sorrow with me, and left him with his. Im not homosexual im not bisexual im not bicurious. I was just desperate. So so so desperate. In the end it wasn't real. The only thing that was real was the pain and suffering i caused. And the endless guilt i feel now.
There is no way i can attone for my sins. If there is a hell im sure im going straight for it. If anyone is even close to understanding this... id like to konwhow i can ever feel good about myself. When the memories come flooding back into my mind, the edge comes closer to me feet, and my soul gets closer to hell.
Like i said i've talked with people online. When im at the bottom about to dissapear from this world one of these online people come along and i seek comfort from them. Many years ago I sought comfort form someone just like me. A lost soul with a pure heart filled with love just waiting to burst out. Noone is pure but i saw it in him.. i saw the void in myself that needed to be filled.
When we talked the question of my gender never came up. But he seemed to think i was a girl. It never came to my mind what to say, but when he asked i always avoided the question until he assumed that i was a girl. I'm not sure why. I dont think i acted feminine, but something felt very right about being treated like a human for once. It felt so good to be wanted to be sought after. So, i went along with it.
Then evil enveloped me and pierced into my being corrupting me to the core. Ive always known that a part of me was demented and cruel. I've hated it because i never wanted to be that way ive always wanted to be like I was here with him. The person i felt that he.. that I deserved. He was in love with the person i had created, and so was I. I wanted it to be so real so bad, but it was impossible. I wasnt him, I wasnt in love, the person i created didnt exist. But, it felt so good to be wanted. So i went along with it.... for 3 years.
When i could not lie anymore. I dissapeared and took my sorrow with me, and left him with his. Im not homosexual im not bisexual im not bicurious. I was just desperate. So so so desperate. In the end it wasn't real. The only thing that was real was the pain and suffering i caused. And the endless guilt i feel now.
There is no way i can attone for my sins. If there is a hell im sure im going straight for it. If anyone is even close to understanding this... id like to konwhow i can ever feel good about myself. When the memories come flooding back into my mind, the edge comes closer to me feet, and my soul gets closer to hell.