Him or am I me.(darkest series)

The darkness enciphered the lonely streets .I cut my way through the road where the street lights flickered inducing a strange sense of foreboding .My depression was taking its toll on me. I took a deep breath trying to hold my senses which were drifting aloof .The sanity seemed to deprive me ,however I concentrated against the road ahead .My vision seemed pathetically blur.I switched off the music system trying to concentrate more on driving. The strange silence again ,flavoured with the fear jerking stillness of the night attacked me.

I was drunk I know ,but when I question myself why the answer was simply what I realized 12 years back.I have to hide the demon inside me.I have done everything to hide him behind the good will and exterior mildness ,but that doesnt hold back the demon inside me.he roars I can hear him shrieking for freedom.

I glance through the glass pane of my car disturbed.I know the secrets these forest hide every time the filthy humans destroy it they make demons like us strong.I can see someone waving in front of my car.
How pathetic inviting death.I give out an exasperated laughter .An sarcasm how my food approach me easily. I am not sorry, for this is me…..
.
The little guy of twenty asked me something as I pause my car sending tiny shrills of sand as the tyres glide through the road.His eyes looks at me ,I can decipher my reflection from his pupils we demons have blessed eyesight .I am well dressed with sleek dress and flawless looks.I glance at my prey but I  feel sorry for him,at times I seriously doubt what kind of a demon am I.

I leave the spot abandoning his bloodless scarred body behind with a quenched thirst.

Who would call me a demon? Unless I kill u….
Darkest series…….to be continued.