Him.

He peers over me as I sleep, staring deeper into my soul.
His eyes black.
His body crippled.
His claws taking control.
He painfully traces his filthy fingertips across my slumberous body.
They slow as they reach my neck. 1… 2… 3…
I wake.
           Startled.
                                  Breathless.
                                                         I … Can’t.... Move…
He’s perched on my chest, looking thoroughly amused.
He laughs, a malicious smile creeps across his unsightly face.
I hurriedly glance around my room, plotting my escape.
He glares down at me and moves so that his “face” is touching mine.
He reeks of anguish, sorrow, suffering and pain.
His unwelcome sent invades my nostrils and I try to turn away.
But this time.. He’s here to stay..

He sinks his teeth into my cheek and I let out a silent cry.
I scream.
But no sound escapes me.
I try to wriggle and writhe.
But I am paralysed.

He bores himself within me and we become one.
Integration has begun..
I aimlessly fight until I can no longer see the end.
I’m internally screaming.
I struggle to comprehend.

This is terminal.
This is it.
I have succumbed the demon inside me.
May the Lord have mercy.. on my..soul..