Getting hit by a freight train feels like this...

There is an inherent danger in assuming that all humans are intrinsically good.  There are some who, by nature, are evil. Demons are an example of this.  Once human, they were - even as children - creatures of havoc, mischief, and malevolence.  They bear death, destruction, and despair in their wake, causing confusion and agony to every creature that they touch.  Thus they were considered as soulless entities (a complete fallacy as every demon you would have the misfortune of meeting would tell you) whose only purpose was to cause pain. When Lucifer was cast into the pits of hell, the malevolent souls of these creatures were cast into this realm with him. His to command and his to make use of. As time went by, some of these demons were allowed to roam the realm of humans.  They interacted with humans and were even borne to humans.  They capture the souls of each unborn child and consume them, taking their place in the womb of an unknowing couple who would then pave the way for t

The art of writing For most people Is the pouring out of emotions Through a pen To a piece of paper For me The art of writing Is breathing life to words To be able to capture the soul The pen is just an instrument You use to create a whole new life A different world A parallel dimension It’s not just an escape But a journey Through lands made up of minds, Emotions Ideas Life A life that I myself created A universe where I am God As God had done I give my creations my own life Breathe into them my own breath And after writing down a piece I put my pen down And enjoy the high Of being able to create Of experiencing being God Of feeling more alive than I had ever been