I am A God/ I am Sorry - A Dark Fantasy/Insanity

I am a God.

I lay my feet on

the land of the one above. I see people preach. I see people cry

I see prayer. I see worship. I do not worship. I do not cry

I am strong.

I am a God.

Seek grace

I do not

I am God

I am the one

above all. I see things

others do not.

I never make

Mistakes.

I rid of mistakes.

They seek help

I give the help

They retalitate

I make them

learn

I am a God

I am Sorry

All I want is recognition. I fear being left behind. I fear not being the best. I want to be the best. I want to succeed in everything. I want to be perfect. I want my life to be perfect. I want to be secure.

I want to be a God.

Is God's life perfect? Dealing with the people of the earth? I fear myself. Fear a side of me. A side of me who thinks like a superior. I see people doing what I think is wrong, I correct them. But most of the time,

I am wrong.

I am nothing but a humble servant. I sin. I get angry at people. I scream. I shout. I push. I shove. I lust. I swear. I have scarred myself more than I scarred others. Others that have been in my life. For a long time. I have no control. I am scared. Of what I feel. Of what I am. And I am sorry.

Is this arrogance? Or is this something greater?

A Dark Fantasy

For days on end, the two sides clash. And many more that have yet to manifest themselves to the world. The arrogant. The God. The sad. The happy. The angry. The optimistic. As if each emotion is its own character. The mind is a powerful weapon. A strong weapon. A ticking time bomb. I do not know which side will show up, or whether even any new sides. My mind is a blur. And I cannot see.

My mind is controlling me. Am I going insane? Probably.

A feeling brews inside of me. That I can see things beyond space and time, into the depths of a fantastical world that surpasses conventional human thought. Maybe that's why I feel like a God? Or am I really going insane?

Every now and then, the black horse haunts me. Its peculiar structure and physiology. And the pulsating tree. Glowing red. I see it. I feel it. More like I feel it. For some reason, I do not see my dreams. I feel it. Do I go into another dimension? Is my mind more powerful than I think it is? Am I actually a God?

I think I am going insane.

Is this the next chapter of the ongoing story? Or is it Zachary Loh? The Insane?