Personal hell

Demonic eyes are watching me, seeking my old memories, ones I twisted to suit my needs, what did u expect from me?
I've found a place to hide from things, temporary as it may be, somewhere I'd collected dreams, but now neverending ancient screams start seeping in to steal my sanity.
Before long I begin to bleed, as the shrieks are tearing into me, all of my orifices start to leak, a dark colored ichor spilling it's release.
I desperately seek a place that's free, somewhere I will not hear the screams, I even try entering innocents dreams, anywhere that my mind can think to free my soul of this tyranny.
However the voices keep their pursuit of me, as they are from those I hurt selfishly, because my life was filled with greed, the suffering that I receive is a punishment justly suited to me.
And the screams that begin to desicate my body, are a torture designed specifically for me, to last for now and all of eternity...