"I never thought I could kill another person." I sinabi clenching the blood stained dagger in my right hand as I starred at the pavement. Lifeless bodies lay surrounded in blood not only did the whole park stench with blood.
I held the dagger tighter so tight my knuckles turned white. I couldn't remeber how I kiled these people I thought hard and long but nothing came all I knew was that I'd killed thses peopel and why I had no idea. That's when hazy flashes of larawan swirled in my head of how I'd slit one woman's neck, stabbed a man in the back to his heart—seeing a small inch of the blade through his chest, and cut deeply a boy my age in the calf.
My vision became misty I starred to cry. What had I done? "Why have I done this, what drove me to to this?" I wondered a load. Blood started to spill from my fingers I'd held it to tight now but the pain just stung like someone was penching me. I sank to the ground in sorrow weeping quietly with my face in my hands "His could I hurt all these inoccent people?" I asked my self a load. But then someone answered someone I'd never have expected.
"Your doing it over the anger of my death. Don't you remember?" I heard his deep smooth voice behind me my eyes grew large as I yanked my head up, I saw him sitting on the eage of a building above me. I stood up starring at him while he starred at the full moon above. How could I hear him so clearly when he was all the way up there. "I thought you were dead." He looked down at me and smiled. Then stood and walked in the other direction. '"Your doing this over my death"'. His words rushing through my head I looked at the moon then through down the dagger a tear escaped and and I took off after him.
I had to ask him more. I looked at the bodies and closed my eyes tight I sighed and dashed after him. I cut through an alley as I kept my eyes on his dark—broad—image dashing over the building. Even dead he stilled ilipat like his true demon self. 'I have to catch him.' I thought as I ran hard as I could I blinked against the wind and he was no longer there I stopped. "What?! Where did he go?" I heard footsteps behind I turned and saw his black T and messy styled hair I follwed.
"Brian! Wait please." He kept walking and so did I.
"Why are you the explanation as of where I killed thoughts people?"
"You went off in a rampage." "
"Why don't I remember it all?"
"You weren't yourself?"
"Why weren't I?"
"The real you was unleashed."
"But you just sinabi that I wasn't myself?"
"Yourself and your real self are two different people yourself is the bag of Buto you are now. Your real self is the demon within you." He kept walking than sped up and turned a sharp corner.
" But why over you?" I started to ask but as I turned the corner I didn't sen him and I didn't hear his footsteps hit the pavement anymore I searched above and he was nowhere along the buildings. He was gone wig the night sky.
I sighed and left back to the scene no one had called the police yet, why? I wondered then looked around it's a park and it's the middle of the night surely someone had walked sa pamamagitan ng a couple, a single person a dog had to dark at the scene or something. But nothing had taken place at all. I then realized I was still holding the blood stained dagger I had to whip it away. On the back of a sando of male who lay face down. I scanned iver the bodies and stared to tear up again but I gaunt them before they came and walked away to my home.
I stood my back against the door I could still smell the stench of blood but there wasn't a speck on me—not on my clothes not on my flesh but why did I smell the rusty metal at the back of my throat? I jumped in he paliguan and quickly put the those clothes in the washing machine after that long paliguan I stilled smelled that mad hands reached with blood. Why?
I held the dagger tighter so tight my knuckles turned white. I couldn't remeber how I kiled these people I thought hard and long but nothing came all I knew was that I'd killed thses peopel and why I had no idea. That's when hazy flashes of larawan swirled in my head of how I'd slit one woman's neck, stabbed a man in the back to his heart—seeing a small inch of the blade through his chest, and cut deeply a boy my age in the calf.
My vision became misty I starred to cry. What had I done? "Why have I done this, what drove me to to this?" I wondered a load. Blood started to spill from my fingers I'd held it to tight now but the pain just stung like someone was penching me. I sank to the ground in sorrow weeping quietly with my face in my hands "His could I hurt all these inoccent people?" I asked my self a load. But then someone answered someone I'd never have expected.
"Your doing it over the anger of my death. Don't you remember?" I heard his deep smooth voice behind me my eyes grew large as I yanked my head up, I saw him sitting on the eage of a building above me. I stood up starring at him while he starred at the full moon above. How could I hear him so clearly when he was all the way up there. "I thought you were dead." He looked down at me and smiled. Then stood and walked in the other direction. '"Your doing this over my death"'. His words rushing through my head I looked at the moon then through down the dagger a tear escaped and and I took off after him.
I had to ask him more. I looked at the bodies and closed my eyes tight I sighed and dashed after him. I cut through an alley as I kept my eyes on his dark—broad—image dashing over the building. Even dead he stilled ilipat like his true demon self. 'I have to catch him.' I thought as I ran hard as I could I blinked against the wind and he was no longer there I stopped. "What?! Where did he go?" I heard footsteps behind I turned and saw his black T and messy styled hair I follwed.
"Brian! Wait please." He kept walking and so did I.
"Why are you the explanation as of where I killed thoughts people?"
"You went off in a rampage." "
"Why don't I remember it all?"
"You weren't yourself?"
"Why weren't I?"
"The real you was unleashed."
"But you just sinabi that I wasn't myself?"
"Yourself and your real self are two different people yourself is the bag of Buto you are now. Your real self is the demon within you." He kept walking than sped up and turned a sharp corner.
" But why over you?" I started to ask but as I turned the corner I didn't sen him and I didn't hear his footsteps hit the pavement anymore I searched above and he was nowhere along the buildings. He was gone wig the night sky.
I sighed and left back to the scene no one had called the police yet, why? I wondered then looked around it's a park and it's the middle of the night surely someone had walked sa pamamagitan ng a couple, a single person a dog had to dark at the scene or something. But nothing had taken place at all. I then realized I was still holding the blood stained dagger I had to whip it away. On the back of a sando of male who lay face down. I scanned iver the bodies and stared to tear up again but I gaunt them before they came and walked away to my home.
I stood my back against the door I could still smell the stench of blood but there wasn't a speck on me—not on my clothes not on my flesh but why did I smell the rusty metal at the back of my throat? I jumped in he paliguan and quickly put the those clothes in the washing machine after that long paliguan I stilled smelled that mad hands reached with blood. Why?
I stood sa pamamagitan ng you,
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always sa pamamagitan ng your side.
I protected you,
Never let you down when
Things got rough,
I stood sa pamamagitan ng you
Through araw and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand sa pamamagitan ng me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always sa pamamagitan ng your side.
I protected you,
Never let you down when
Things got rough,
I stood sa pamamagitan ng you
Through araw and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand sa pamamagitan ng me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Like you don't have another care
Fight till the end.
Fight till the end,
Cuz you got all ya power.
Fight like a trooper.
You've got hope
You've got strength
You've got pag-ibig on ya side,
So fight now.
Just fight now.
Fight till the end,
You've got all these people
Rootin for ya,
Rootin for ya.
You'll win the fight,
You'll freakin survive,
And you'll be proud
Cuz you fought till the end,
And won it,
And won it.
Fight till the end,
You'll win.
Everything inside ya
Is powerful.
So fight till the end.
Just fight till the end.
AND FIGHT IT!!!
Now that you left me....
My soul is crying
Out to the world
Above me.
Now that you left me....
I couldn't figure out
How to go on with life
And I stayed right on....
With my despair.
Now that you left me....
You broke my heart,
And now it's covered in broken glass,
Oh broken glass......
It's time to ilipat on now...
But I can't help feeling the tragedy
Of that lonesome night...
How the world jeered at me.
The world hurt me.
There's no madami hope left,
So face the truth.
I am a piece of broken glass,
Shimmering in the dark and dreary night
My puso broke
When it felt like the end of the world...
And boy, was it the end of the world.
I was broken glass,
And nobody seemed to care about me.
I am broken glass.
I am heartbroken.
I am...
No more.
My soul is crying
Out to the world
Above me.
Now that you left me....
I couldn't figure out
How to go on with life
And I stayed right on....
With my despair.
Now that you left me....
You broke my heart,
And now it's covered in broken glass,
Oh broken glass......
It's time to ilipat on now...
But I can't help feeling the tragedy
Of that lonesome night...
How the world jeered at me.
The world hurt me.
There's no madami hope left,
So face the truth.
I am a piece of broken glass,
Shimmering in the dark and dreary night
My puso broke
When it felt like the end of the world...
And boy, was it the end of the world.
I was broken glass,
And nobody seemed to care about me.
I am broken glass.
I am heartbroken.
I am...
No more.
So here i am
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if you believe
you turn to me
you say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
you reply
"I believe in you and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but you will always
pag-ibig me
even if you are
a stuffed monkey
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if you believe
you turn to me
you say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
you reply
"I believe in you and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but you will always
pag-ibig me
even if you are
a stuffed monkey