Trigger Warning: Implied assault, Implied sexual assault.

There is a demon that haunts me. 
It stalks the dark corners of my mind. 
And it takes joy in my pain, relishing it. 

They are so beautifully cruel. 
Appearing with wings of white and porcelain skin. 
Its tongue and face equally beautiful and hideous. 
Their smile malicious, eyes dark as void. 
Its every word are drops of venom that it happily spews.  
And its touch is withered and rigid, I cannot avoid it. 

They come to me every night. 
It lays in my bed and sits in my chair. 
To remind me that they are here. 
It wants to take me, I refuse. 
But it does so anyway. 
Again, and again, I struggle and cry, fight and lose. 

They hold me down, and it takes its bile covered blade, 
And it plunges down inside of me, 
It pierces my chest. 

“Worthless, pathetic” 
“Ugly, disgusting.” 
“Stupid, talentless.” 

Those words slide from its lips. 
They slither down the blade, seeping into my heart. 
My torment and suffering are its succor. 
My strength leaves me, and I succumb to it. 
It has its way with me, it delightfully violates my being. 
My sorrows are its nourishment. 

As I lay there defeated. 
I hear a voice call to me. 
Its cuts through the silent blackness. 
It ignites a tiny spark. 
“Do not stop, please.” 
“You cannot give up.” 

As the voice urges me. 
The tiny spark grows brighter. 
Now a glowing ember. 
“Compassion” it whispers. 
I offer it to my tormenter, kindness, loving words and compassionate thoughts. 
It recoils, screams and thrashes. 
But I persist. 

The glowing ember now a full flame. 
I continue my kind onslaught. 
The beautiful flames finally consume it. 
It is gone for now. 
And I am left alone in a temporary peace.