Its been a year
since you have been
able to choke her.
You cannot reach her
from your dungeon.
Hate has swallowed
you. You are drowning
in your fake pool of
wanted tragedy.
She will not reach out
to grab your hand anymore.
Slowly, your slipping,
and she will not do
your bidding. All those
lies you poisoned her with
still run through her veins,
but she is mended.
Your face can no longer
be seen from above your lies.
You are forgotten.
