I heard the words drifting to my ears, I denied to my heart for the lies I was feeding to.
"No don't listen Luna, Its gonna hurt."
The words don't often lie and the truth is always the main course in Hell kitchen.
"Don't look please, someone, anyone, tell me this isn't true."
...Wake me up from this dead dream.
Pain was long faded in my ghoul as the evil took over me. This time however, I met Satan himself.
The ripping sound of a tearing heart is slowly, slowly breaking up inside me. I felt it - Hard.
This menacing pain wouldn't go, it kept draining my soul away and soon taking over me.
"I really don't need to feel this pain, please I want to go."
He reached out his hands to me, pulling me to his embrace.
"Here my little one, you have suffered enough. I'll bring you to the other side. A place where feelings were not born and pain were never felt."
As I dragged my foot to the other world, I kept my conscious clear and my took a last breathe.
"This would be the last for me, put everything down and leave."
I let go of the pain that I was holding on for so long and looked at my bloody hands.
All this time I have been trying to give up yet I was still carrying all the memories in my hand around me. What was I thinking?
Why do you have to do this to me? Why am I feeling this pain? Whose fault is it, yours or mine?
All these questions left unanswered, untold.
Despite knowing the fact everything was going to hurt, I continued being exposed to the things that kill me and suffered the pain again and again. why am I so foolish?
I can't help but want to find out the truth, I can't help but shed the bit of love that was always meant for you, Stop it Luna - Stop.
They say "Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back" I was constantly satisfied with the tormented feeling, I can't help but want to run another slice to my heart to feel the bleed.
It hurts so fucking bad, but I love it.
I left, to a dark place i feed my soul to. Roaming in the dark with no soul, realised I am surrounded by heartless ghouls. The same pain, same feeling, everyone knew.
Leaving a soft trail of blood behind before it finally fades into dust.
You were the biggest culprit who tore me apart.