When I was human I wanted…no, I dreamed of becoming something extraordinary. I dreamed of becoming strong, tough, feared, possess super powers and live an exciting life outside my little apartment. I dreamed of seeing the world for a change, to travel, to jump over… no, fly over buildings! I wanted to live, breathe the air that I deserved, claim my existence, scream to the world that I was someone, make love to anyone I desired, punch anyone I hated, spit in the face of normality and prove to everyone that I was more, so much more!
When I was human… But now….

Now I wish… I wish I were human again. I wish I hadn’t become so strong and powerful. I wish I hadn’t seen every corner of the world, I wish I had the little apartment I called home, I wish I could still walk among normal people, take the stairs, take an elevator for a change. I wish I had one person I could love and could love me back, I wish I had friends, I wish I… I feel the blood on my hands, even if I wash them, the blood is still there, I see it constantly, it’s laughing at me, it’s… it’s everywhere, the blood on my face, the blood in my eyes…

Now I am alone, hopeless, tired, scared… I hide from the world and need the world to hide from me. I am always there when it’s a full moon. I howl all night long until my throat bleeds, until the blood I have shed comes out of my pores. I howl as if time could take me back. I wish it would… I wish I could take it all back.

Hear me out, read my story and remember me at every full moon. Look at that moon, be quiet and hear my cries… and then remember you must be, you should be happy with what you have, happy with who you are.

By Niguanta, of Romania – www.niguanta.com

This entry was posted on Friday, January 16th, 2015 in Uncategorized.