"You must purify yourself"
He hands me the blade and slowly steps away.
Waiting for the wave of sins to flood the unholy ground.
Counting seconds, he keeps his gaze on me,
Lost in the cruelty of this world that destroyed his love.
He blames me.
For all the wrong doing. For the misery he suffered.
And not for a moment does he realize his faults.
Denying the truth, he is convinced of my crime.
Lacking patience he takes the blade back and does destiny's work.
Cover in a pool of my own blood, he uses his hands to cary me out.
For a moment, I am filled with hope that he will save me, find help.
So naive.
With slow steps he reaches the cliff, and without a word, tosses me Away into the open ocean, where I find myself grasping for air.
My lungs refuse to operate,
I am disappearing into the darkness with the blood red ocean ahead,
But greet the ocean floor kindly, as it takes me in with pride.
At last, I allow my eyelids to drop shut, finally feeling free.
-FreeMind
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