VENGEANCE
Inwardly, I ran my fingers through my stubbles that I had forgotten to get rid of.
I had demons. Those demons provoked me in a silent whisper.
The demons of my past, my traumas and scars.
The demons of my present- my PPD.
I had voices, I had hallucinations. I could feel things that weren't there, but, I was happy.
Those demons were a part of me, they made me feel more in control.
They taunted me, for them being right every time and me being wrong every time. They urged me to control, to possess. They were my pets, they were my strengths. I fed on their satisfaction.
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