end it

As the night grows older and the wind outside colder and colder! I hear a scream coming from the moon's beam, Calling me to end the game that I have started. Since I was twelve years old, age seemed to me just numbers. But the gambler knows the trick and I am no gambler, for sure! I was a boy and now a man, a fool to love the loveable and the lovely! I, a doom, is enough to kill the flower of the moon. I will end the movie when the audiences will start leaving the theatre hall. I will call and call and call and call a number. I will end the trials. I will end the light! I will end the devastation which we call life. I will and I will and I will just end. I am a destroyer! I am my own God!