A few days ago, I scared the one I love when I started to have relapses of the past. During those days after the start of the relapse, some people have been noticing that I wasn't being myself. Luckily, the friends I have at my school were unaffected, however, the enemies that I have weren't so lucky. I took out most of my anger upon them and the end result is that a majority of them have been tramatized, and are even afraid to leave their houses. Although they were my enemies, I wish to apologize to them, but they are afraid of my very existence. Which brings me to the point of this entry. The point is, I can't let go of the past, no matter how hard I try. Because of this, my former self resides within me; a more violent, darker side of what I am now. I created this poem to emphasize this, for I wish to warn those around me.
"Soul of a Grim Angel"
A soul of darkness resides within me,
thirsting for the blood of my enemies,
and whenever this soul emerges within me,
the soul devours the spirit of my enemies.
I wish to control this entity,
and put this severed soul to rest,
but the past makes up this entity,
a past that I can never put to rest.
I was once given the title of guardian angel,
and swore I would protect the one I love,
but now I take the role of a grim angel,
haunting the one I know and love.
To those around me, they should be aware,
that the darkness within me will always be around,
and as long as I live, those should be aware,
until it is my time to die, I will always be around.
