Diminished
I want to die.
For this feeling I can no longer bare.
The rage within my soul has consumed my whole being.
The terror and horror of hell has revived and rejuvenated in my soul.
I'm nothing.
No one.
I'm done.
It has taken over me, gradually eating away at my sanity.
I cannot fight it any longer, for it is bigger than I am.
All that it has become was created from my being.
I put up a fight one of which I lost.
It completely owns me, I gave in.
I lost myself to hell.