She was vengeful.
But against whom could she retribute her vengeance?
The rich guy who ***** her and ruined her life?
The police for harassing her in the name of interrogation?
Lawyers who tormented her and ***** her all over again with the twenty questions?
The inconsiderate jury who were bent on paying their children's school fees?
The lab assistant for lying to the jury that she had absolutely no sign of being ***** and she was making this up only because she got pregnant in the act?
The parents and teachers of the evil vandal who made him that way?
The media who were more interested in making it to the front page rather than sympathizing with her?
The government for taking safety precautions so lightly?
Neighbours who looked her down with contempt?
Or herself for not being strong enough to protect herself.
Whom could she blame?

If I happen to slip into an endless sleep let it be known my dear...
Let it be known that though limited my accomplishments have boar me endless bliss...
Let it be known that although I have not won any grand prizes I had the privilege to win your heart
And although I have not visited every  corner of this earth I have roamed every inch of your soul and even climbed on the hills of your insanity and can nearly swear that the view is more magnificent than tops of Everest
And though I have not written great novels I helped write the story of us and that is enough...
And though I've not seen the northern lights I'm sure they can't compare to light in your eyes
So if I slip into and endless sleep my dear let be known that Ive lived a fruitful day and now I have teachers my curfew with more than contempt