One could not be so kind to self,
One cannot be so merciful to self,

It can not be painless to me
Yet horrendous to you,
For it may take me moments,
Hours perhaps,
And it will take you a lifetime

To end my pain,
I begin your suffering.

For my love,
I can never make it easy.
I must set ablaze
Every cell must scream your name.

To extinguish the fire within,
I must start a fire without,

I must scream in agony,
Of my betrayal,
To your love.
To your rights.
Oh! Mother!

For I have been selfish.
My very last punishment
Must never be easy.
For it will not be easy on you.

"There is no truth or mercy in the land . By swearing and lying , stealing and killing and committing adultery , they break all restraint , with bloodshed upon bloodshed . Therefore the land will mourn ; and everyone who dwells there will waste away with the beasts of the field and the birds of the air ; even the fish of the sea will be taken away ."