A little something

Entry one

    The hurt is something that I hide so it doesn't affect anything, but in reality it's slowly killing me. Everything is slowly coming to a point where I'm numb to everything and to nothing at all. To a point where I feel the need to hurt myself to feel something, self mutilation just to feel what any human would feel. Pain it's intoxicatingly sweet but so dangerous, like a hidden trap waiting to spring and to keep me captive.

   His love is an addictive weapon, ready to catch you in his web of words. He sits waiting for the next girl, to walk by unknowingly. He sets his sight onto the girl aching to crush the spark to turn the light that she has into darkness. An angel whose heart was once white, is now at the mercy of a demon with the darkest of souls. Her smile was once real but now it's just a scene from a movie on repeat, hiding the fact that she is slowly dying. He feeds her bullshit about love and a future, when in reality the words he spoke of were nothing but fairy tales and fantasies. She goes out of her way to care for him like the angel she is, but the demon ignores her every effort, slowly rejoicing in the destruction he caused. The angels wings soon fell limp as she lost her motivation to exist, always second guessing herself and everything she has done. Always asking if she should have ran when she had the chance, the demon pulls her closer and chases away her insecurities to keep her next to him. She was no longer a person or an angel, she was just a shell of a person who was once the light of someone's world. She is no longer free, she the demons possession.

   An angel was minding her own business walking down the path, when she met a man who had a way with words. As time went by she slowly started to believe and fell into his traps of lies. The angel was to far gone swayed by his words of love and adoration, that she hung onto every thing he said waiting for the next. She felt like she found her prince when in reality he was far from it, he was a demon in disguise. When he started to leave for days on end and no word, she fell to knees and cried. Asking if she did something wrong, or if that he found someone better. The angel always stood up for him, saying that it didn't bother her when he left, that it didn't matter if he couldn't always talk. As long as he was okay and happy, she would go to the ends of the earth for him. But she soon started to realize that everything was just a fantasy. The angel faded into darkness, the light which once consumed her was put out and disregarded. The angel quickly became his possession. 

//Hello everyone, this is the first entry and I will try to add more as it goes. This entry is based off an abusive relationship aspect. keep in mind this is from a personal stand point so bullying or saying rude comments will get you reported. This is here to help other young girls or women to understand some situations better and I hope it helps someone.