Just woke up.. As if I didn't exist until this very moment.. Like I was made for a single purpose.. Falling towards a cluster of structures.. Not even sure I have a name.. Timothy, perhaps or Bent.. Maybe I don't need one.. My body feels so cold. Metallic and ready to blow.. So scared.. I see living beings moving about between the buildings.. Must resist landing on them.. I am falling towards an entire city of living creatures.. I must have been made for a horrible purpose.. Made to kill those innocent creatures.. My innards feel ready to blow.. Must redirect all that rage and hate built into my body.. I can barely resist the pull.. Fighting it with everything I have.. Not sure how long I can resist..

Feels like I'm gonna..

Kill Some Day