Was it something I did? Was it something I said? Was it the way on how everything was left unsaid? Was it that it was never meant to be? Forsaken from the first look, from the first stolen kiss? Or was it that the walls came crumbling down… That the monster of myself was not what you thought you had found?
I told you I was broken from the very beginning… I never lied; I never hid whom I was… You knew I was shattered before the first fight… An animal hidden within a human shell… You knew I was a monster that should have long been put into the ground… It is not my fault I am strong… Many like you have tried destroying me. They have tried their hardest to end my life! Yet none of them cut sharper then you this night! I trusted you with all I knew! With my dark secrets! With the truth! Yet it didn’t matter whom I had been! You found excuses to be cruel in the end!
You would stand there and look at me! Stare in my eyes! To challenge me! You would enrage this beast! Take him from harmony! And then when I finally snap! When the ground shakes and the sky fall you run fast! You scream in terror; you cast your wicked finger and condemn me for what you knew I was…. You did the one thing that you promised you never would!
Tell me are you the victim? Does it feel good? Does it feel like you thought it would? When you stand before me, and you put me through hell. When I take it, you increase your shouting, you yell… Yet the moment I speak… The second I take a defence… You pretend to weep… What the hell is wrong with you? What have I done? Was it something I said? Or was it your plan all along… Did you hunt me down and lore me into a trap?
I found myself trapped within the hole… Back in the forest, lost among the cold. The snow is piling around me… It beckons for my death… Yet I am the beast that lived once, so through this I shall again… I shall climb the earthen mounds… I shall hunt in the wild. I shall lose myself to become feral again… I shall become that monster in which you caste me to be. And then in the end when my withering corpse falls upon the ground. It shall be you whom burns in hell. For I may be a monster… But you are a soulless shell.
For I may be the beast… But I am still just a man… I may be intelligent and strong, but I still need to breath. I need to run among the glades. To hunt and to stock, to feel alive again. Yet you would load a bullet and bring it to an end… Just because you want me to feel the death my friend…
I have been trapped in this cage! Living this nightmarish hell! Now that you have caste me out you want me to drown! I shall not break! I shall not bend! I shall not allow you to be my end! I shall not my friend! I shall not succumb to your wicked tongue and ways! I shall not sacrifice my morals just because for you the pleasure it makes! I shall not un-sheath my sword! I will stand here until hell is nevermore. Until the final fires from the sun quench out. Even then in the darkness it is I that shall be alone in this hell… For I am the monster… I am the lost man… Sacrifice from nature… Destroyed in the heart. Left for the dead… And condemned…This is how you wanted us to end… Broken and bent…