Journal of a Revelation

HE HAUNTS ME!

I feel him inside me gripping at the edges of my last conviction. I'm dead inside - it's him. My pain could not be subsided and he escaped my darkest corners. Don't pity me. I'm am not a judge but a sinner. And Those who judge me be weary because he is not as forgiving about the judgment.

The parchment contains scratches and blemishes as Felix rips and tears at the paper with his pen. All that could be recovered from the torn pages is written. And bellow written in a much violent and hard manner than before, was the writings of another person.

Haunted... I'm not done what is suppressed is your afflictions. YOU will come to see that all pain is good for you... It's the only thing that reminds me that I'm alive. You are weak. And may someone pity your wretched soul. You weak man. You WEAK PATHETIC SICK MAN. Don't fret on the yester and the fallen. Those who are forgiven are still judged. Leave it not to me to be a living dead nor a burden but your savior.

You want to see me. You want to know me. I'm in your dreams But you call me AKUMU but truth behold I am your Knightmare. This is the Revelation.