its 12 . and im scared . I hate it at this time of night . I have this bodily needs that urges me to stand up and do them . I am obliged by my body to do them . I walk at our dark hall . I get this sick feeling someone is walking with me . sometimes when I drink I feel long fingernails tracing down my throat . I hate opening lights at night . I am more scared with lights turned on with the thought of my imagination would turn true . that all this fiction in my mind is true . its true there are spirits taunting this house as well . but I feel like demons are always at my back at night . I don't know what's causing this paranoia of mine . listening to illuminati and being arrogant about its message . or maybe the fire-faced demon at insidous and some other horror movie . I know I use my imagination a lot . to even this extent ? why is this even happening to me . I was never afraid of the dark . even filled thoughts when I lay around . what is really happening ? I'd better go to sleep and erase the image on my head . I don't want to admit it but I think
i'm afraid :(
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