I wish I could tell anyone I really felt about things. The scars on my soul are meant to be to stay forever. The scars on my body will fade over time. But that doesn't mean I will forget the moment it happened. Just like every other moment, I can't forget. Eventhough, the demons of my past don't have a leading part in my life anymore, they visit me sometimes at night with confusing memories. Destroying the life I living now. But sometimes there are other demons who take over my mind. They make me feel indestructable, if I could handle the world on my own, all alone.
The most disturbing part about these demons are the fact I image the moment I kill the ones who destroyed my life. A sence of justice? Could be, but such sickness in killing people? I know there are two ways, killing people on a normal way or the saw way. Honestly, on that moment I enjoy the Saw way so much I scare myself. And then I wonder, am I normal? No way in hell this is normal. I realise, nobody, not even a living soul knows this.
