RTS

I throw her head against the wall

Several droplets of sweat being to fall

Tired now, I step back, with a sigh.

Her limp body falls to the ground, I wave goodbye

Night has fallen.

The stars are hidden by clouds.

And the new moon darkens the streets even more than the unlit warehouses.

Sulking all the way home, subconsciously, I smile.

The memory from just an hour ago

A flicker of blue light glows from the window.

No one is actually watching it’s just on for lively purposes I suppose?

As the people inside fight,

The TV drowns out the cries.

Just like when she screamed at me.

A new light has already begun to rise,

As I slip into bed.

The feeling of hot liquid on my head,

I put my hand to it, remembering

She is finally dead.

People say it’s wrong to tease death with fresh life.

But what’s the point of living like that?

You can chain me up and lock me away.

Nothing… can be duller now that she’s gone.

Oddly, I miss her.

Her cruel glances and irritating moods.

Her pains and stress’ she let out on me.

I miss…

The pleasure of taking her very last breath.

The fulfilled desires of finally hearing her cry out in pain.

Her limp body falling under my cruel glances

Revenge Truly is Sweet