Depression's Many Faces 7 Soma

*Tigger warning* this story includes topics about religion, suicide, demons, hallucinations, and other dark topics.*

Music filled the young girl's ears as she laid on her bed, "Why am I the way I am? Do I have a purpose other than just being here?" she sighed to herself. Marie had battled her depression and anxiety in silence for a long time. She hated being alone but felt like no one understood her. She had managed to push everyone away.

"Everyone has a purpose," a voice whispered breathlessly, "Yours is very desirable to me!"

She looked into the darkness around her but nothing revealed the voice, "Who's there?" she shouted probably a little too loudly.

"Oh, no one in particular. Just a similar soul wondering around looking for her purpose," the voice responded, "I am Soma, a demon, I guess you would call me," the girl felt eyes on her.

How fear and curiosity can make you forget yourself, "Can I see you?" the girl whispered like it was a secret from G.o.d. She did not know if she should behold a demon. "Oh, and sorry I am Marie. I sometimes forget my manners. I am probably one of the most normal people you will ever meet," Marie smiled at the direction of the voice.

"If you can hear and see me you are far from normal," the voice laughed, a dark and hallow.

Hurt by the statement, "I can't see you!" Marie pressured. Still unsure as to why she wanted to see this demon, maybe so she wouldn't be alone.

Soma stepped into the light, her long white hair swayed with her hips as she walked. Her skin a light pale blueish color without any blemishes. She wore a long white dress that touched the floor and draped her lanky figure. She looked like a normal seventeen year old girl other than her blue skin and her eyes, which were solid white, no pupil or anything. Marie thought she looked like her but denied it because Soma was too beautiful to look like herself.

Still Marie looked amazed, "Wow! You are beautiful!" Marie smiled.

"Most humans can't see me and the ones who can they lock up," Soma frowned, "I am your guardian. I am here to make sure that doesn't happen." A dark glint flashed in her smile but Marie ignored it.

"Guardian? Aren't Guardians supposed to be angels?" Marie questioned hoping not to upset the frail demon. She somehow new that the demon could be hurt.

"Ah, no. You see G.o.d decided those that could see the Guardian Angels were too hard to protect so he told the angels to watch over only the ones who needed them or the ones who could not see them," Soma sighed.

"So, G.o.d abandoned me?" Marie asked confused and hurt, "Because I am crazy?" Marie didn't feel like that was right, she believed G.o.d loved her no matter what but the demon was so convincing.

"Oh, yes!" Soma smiled, "but Lucifer being a fallen angel decided that demons could guard and help the ones left over." Soma's eyes darkend but remained an eerie white, "I was sent to make sure you knew how alone you are."

Marie shook her head violently, "I don't want to be alone! I don't want to be abandoned."

Soma looked at Marie with a dark smile, "it is too late for that. You have secluded yourself, now I am here. That means no one wants you. You will end up in a hospital next or..."

Marie's eyes went wide, "I don't want to be in a hospital! I don't want to be alone anymore."

Soma's smile widened, "Don't worry you won't have to."  Soma's nails grew into black talons, her skin turned baby blue and her hair shortened turning dark blue, and fangs grew from every tooth. Her white eyes did not change though. She pushed Marie onto the bed; putting her face close enough Marie could smell death on her breath. "Wake up Marie, wake up, you don't want to miss your death," Soma's soft voice spoke from the creatures mouth.

Marie felt the demon's talons push into her wrists. Marie's screams echoed through the darkness but no one came to her aid. She was alone with her demon.

Poem: Air of Fear

Withered was the body

Alone was the girl

Magical was the night

Afraid was the child

Cruel was the killer

Critical was the parent

Sad was the one who was left

All the world heard

All the city cried

Murder was shouted

in the streets!

Murdered was the women

All alone in the ground

All done

All gone

We morn

Poem: Done

The day

Like a naked flower.

Nothing more than a silken stick.

A soft, frail line

That day,

That horrible day.

The sky dark,

Like light had given up on humanity.

Unaware.

Unnamed.

Undone.

Time slowed

Like rain on fabric.

Her life ending,

Her world behind her.

Betrayal.

Beauty.

Disaster.

She pressed her finger to her lips,

Silencing her very breath.

Life escaped her momentarily.

Then, gasping,

It all came back.

She was under

Her own spell.

A life worse than death.

Her life.

Not there anymore.
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Poem: Roll Away

Through Pain,

Through Doubt,

Always remember there is power

In you to roll away the stone,

Get up,

Rise again,

And concur!

Go telling of

The grace you

Have found

Remember,

Always,

That I am

Here!

Poem: Dear G.o.d

My soul hurts

When I remember the person I was

I cannot understand

Your love for a sinner like me

I wish to make it to

The pearly gates but

I am afraid that I won't fit in

Like I don't fit in down here.

I am not perfect

As you well know.

You see me for me

I thank you so very much

I only live today because

Of your many gifts.

I will not miss my life anymore.

I love you so much!

A Faithful follower.

Missing, lost, hopeful, and grateful.

The soul.