Bloody dark book

Life is like a book it starts slow and without big events it continues with a little bit of action and then it explodes in a million problems and nightmares but the end it can be 2 ways the end in which you die in peace and the end where you are in a continous hell where fire red demons swarm around you ready to catch you. My book is different though at first is the same slow start but then it started to darken to become bblacker and blacker till it was rotten to the core then it started bleeding slowly bringing herself back to life. But to come to life you need to take another life so it took the part of my life that I needed most my happiness. The book of my life can never be read for it is sealed in bones so no one can ever open it without telling me if they can mend me or not...I am broken please fix me some way I want to live a normal book with cover bindings and white pages not the rotten dark book that is written in blood...Can anyone save me?

Fakeness

I am what you call a demon...a dark angel that comes and even though it is called evil it tries to make things right... In my crazy twisted life I mended hearts and souls that had been broken and of course everyone said it was an angel, something pure and white that helped them...they don't see that inside me there is a dark soul and a tainted heart, nothing pure or white. The darkness is the thing that makes me powerful and helps me heal...it gives me knowledge and skill. Pure angels are fake they are too innocent and childish to help and too get their hands muddy...or bloody... In life there are fakes that have to die and dissapeare forever for they are the evil that brakes the world into pieces the hate the anger the lust the fear and insanity are all creations of the pure ones. So am I the only one that sees the truth?