If he will take it as it is; if not, adieu;
And, for me, I pray you wrong me not.
Truth is a thing that I will always keep
Until the day in which I shall creep into
my eternal slumber.
I extended thy friendship with truth;
You wronged me; I said adieu, buster!
I'm dead.
You murdered me; Though, not with your hands.
Your rejection left me empty.
It killed me.
"It" was extended from you.
You killed me so.
I'm not sad; mad; glad.
I feel nothing.
Surprisingly.
I only seek revenge.
Silently.
I'm not a ghost; I'm a roaming soul.
Do you wonder why I feel so?
You should; it's part of my scheme.
You will suffer from the pain you have caused me.
Through death itself.
Because of this simple fact:
The step between
life and death
time and eternity
is short but terrible.......
Barbie Marsh