It feels like the Devil abducted me when I was still a baby and twisted my mind into something otherworldly evil. There's no other explanation I can give about the thoughts that creep into my head.
He made me cold, but not numb. His only gift though, was that all of my thoughts were his requirements and instructions. I hardly ever did not indulge him. He wanted me to suffer throughout my life.
At some point, I needed him. but he certainly wasn't there. I was emptier than ever and in despair.
When he finally responded to my cries for help, he enlightened me in the best way that he could.
He took my hand, showed me the way and who to follow.
He offered me