{"id":2827,"date":"2015-06-12T07:43:16","date_gmt":"2015-06-12T07:43:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/?p=2827"},"modified":"2015-06-12T07:43:16","modified_gmt":"2015-06-12T07:43:16","slug":"slaying-demons-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/slaying-demons-part-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Slaying The Demons – Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"
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It is like being alone in the middle of a deep deep ocean. The depths is too deep, and there is no reprieve. There is no solutions. And there is this heaviness in my chest all the way to my arms, and legs. There is concentrated pain in my right leg, and right temple, throbbing throughout the night.<\/p>\n

There is a haunting emotion, that eats me, that tells me, it is not all over, it is still there, face it, face your demons. The demons are chasing me, this time they are chasing me into corner, and I have no choice but to turn around to slay them.<\/p>\n

At this point, I could not slay the demons. They circle me, with their long forked tails, slithering, hissing, and growling — I am stuck in the middle, trembling in fear. That… I could not make out alive this time.<\/p>\n

I start to crumble inside, breaking, apart, into pieces, into cracks of fragmented mirrors, into shards of diamonds, into a thin glass that became hollowfied. My mask falls onto the ground, the half black and white mask, only my bare skin remains. In all nakedness, as the demons circle me, nearer and nearer, waiting for an attack point.<\/p>\n

I curl up into a foetal position,\u00a0 praying, whispering, pleading, for them to go away. but they come nearer anyway. I feel the bites. The growls. The tearing of my flesh. They chew on me, they eat me up, bit by bit.<\/p>\n

Then all is blank.<\/p>\n

And I wake up from the dream, drenched in cold sweat.<\/p>\n

The heaviness of my head on my pillow… I am unable to lift my hands nor head. The heaviness is stinking my head down. The alarm rings. I try with all my might to turn the alarm off with the tips of my fingers, before my hand collapses into a heap onto the mattress again. I dart my eyes around the room. Sunlight is pouring in from the windows, but I can’t get up.<\/p>\n

My eyes close again, and I fall into another nightmare.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It is like being alone in the middle of a deep deep ocean. The depths is too deep, and there is no reprieve. There is no solutions. And there is this heaviness in my chest all the way to my arms, and legs. There is concentrated pain in my right leg, and right temple, throbbing […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n