The Choice

   It was a frightfully chilly night as all nights in that dark place; she was walking alone surrounded by ghosts of unwanted thoughts. In her mind she knew she chose wrong. The demonic face of lusts looked appealing, it was an unreturned deal between her and her worst fear.

  The power of being free mislead her, no responsibilities no prayers no calls just living enjoying unworried about anything. The road was bumpy like never before... she kept falling and falling from an evil circle to another... unhelped by those who showed caring before. The nature was dying...Bad dreams kept coming... The hideous thoughts of hers were no longer unseen... They became a power chasing her everywhere...evil was spreading. Beauty unliving... Love was gone.

  She is all alone she saw her past life, Calling for people she once knew, unfriended with the good. She frankenstiened with the darkness in her lost soul

  She was unfixed... Dying from inside... the demons were feeding on her once good soul. For the help she cried... she said to herself that can’t be my reality anymore, she unleashed a fire of prayers... To god she called. The darkness ended, demons unappeared. Back to the beginning of her life she went. The roads are now clear, And the demonic face of lusts are no longer a fear.