Never let anger control and consume you, no matter how good it will make you feel.
Filled with terror, I was powerless as I witnessed myself turned into a dreadful and hideous being that
can only be imagined by H.P. Lovecraft. With horror, i watched as my "other" self ripped and devoured
someone that i call friend, piece-by-piece. After "it" was done with its feast, it turned towards my direction
and gazed at me with a satisfied look that says, the deed was done. "it" was pleased that i cannot do anything,
and "it" was pleased that I was powerless against it. At that moment, I could only ask "why?" for countless times
in my head with