The Damned Within Me

Fighting the darkness inside me has become difficult. I wake in a puddle of my sweat, remembering the Doctor's laugh in my dreams. As if he is the shadow, trying to consume my heart. Let the Light of my Lord banish this evil. If I push this evil out, I may not be able to destroy where ever it may go. Best to let it sit in me, and use what I can from it. It keeps telling me that the light will blind me, and to let the shadow dwell in its places. There is some wisdom in what he says, but I don't trust it.
 
Then to feel the light inside of me is about to burst from my head. Bursting from my temples two horns, one gold, one black. As if the psychological trauma has taken physical form from each side of my head. If I push the hostilities of the light to its limit, and cause fear, I am able to punish the weak willed. I wonder if this is my inner light being blended with the shadows inside me. I will have to see about not letting my close ones be afraid of me.
 
AND THIS BEARD!!!!!!! I thought it was beautiful, then some of the others started to wear it, bah. Killed a good thing there. Oh well, I will just have to shift it off when I have those morning.