You are dying, she tells me.
Should I care.
Should I forgive you.
Or spit on your grave.
Battle in my head.
Everyone deserves to die in peace.
With a piece of love.
With forgiveness.
With a prayer.
Where do you think you are going.
Its not about you.
Its never been.
I need peace.
Peace to go on.
I waited for this day.
Now it is almost here.
Are you deserving of your life?
Let me see your remorse.
Not what the ear hears, the lies.
Such fake tears.
Your trickery.
Such an evil task.
Your plan.
I do this for me, not for you.
The squeezing of my gut.
I want to release the pain.
Of so many years.
Feel the calm.
Lay here  flat with my arms outstretched.
Feel peace for myself.
A freedom.
From you.
Where do you think you are going.
Release me from your hell.
So I can finally have peace.