Touched by an angel

I hate the night time. I hate being alone, and in the dark. So the lamp stays on all night long. And I see shadows. Sometimes I wonder if they are demons, coming to claim my soul, after everything I've taken from this world. I don't believe I am a good person. So when someone that has every reason not to trust u offers just a little comfort, a little love, it is essence like u have been touched by an angel. And I have gained so much knowledge from my angel. It is as if they were put here for me. My angel is sick right now. Please pray for them. It's been a while, and I don't really remember how...as strange as that sounds. But I am trying. On a different note, I am not feeling too bad. My wounds are still bleeding out a little. But it's a temporary flesh wound. I hope a life of meth is temporary too. Please remember to share your heart with the world. Love to all.