The Beast That Scared Itself

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Something dark and wretched came out from the depths of me, slowly taking hold of me. I always taunted it, and now it's taunting me, I cry put for help, but everyone thinks im just playing around.

I chalk it up to a lack of sleep but the more I sleep the more the deep dark inside of me shows, I thought I could handle it before so I fooled around and cried wolf but now this has turned

Into a test of will and strength. I got what i asked for, and now I have to play. Slowly walking through the dark forest within while treading through the internal flame. The place that was once

safe is now dark and twisted with evil  dipping its fingers into the jar to get the cookie it's always wanted. Now, when I walk through that once familiar place, all I feel is a sense of danger and unease.

It was never supposed to be this way, I wonder what changed on that very morning when I was awoken by the face of evil. Just mere minutes before they handed me a prophecy of doom

telling me that something rotten that was once forgotten now roams the place where I onced roamed. I never thought the darkness within would catch up to me, but now that it has, I am not backing

away. I'm going to embrace it like I did before I knew what it was and show it who has a hold on who. But in the end, it was a paranoid ruse, and in the mirror, I saw that it was me strangling myself this

whole time.

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