Why you?
Why me, oh, why me?
Bound to myself and your word, I have but one wish...
My freedom.
You yell, you curse me.
I am silent.
You threaten, and hurt me.
I am silent.
You degrade, an humiliate me.
I am silent.
Now you join the silence.
I tremble.
Slick, wet, warm.
Closing my eyes and breathing in.
Slick, wet, warm.
I smell your blood.
Slick, wet, warm.
I tremble. "From what?" some ask
Sorrow? No, I don't miss him.
Anger? No, he is already dead, why carry a furious burden.
Loss? No, for I have gained.
Regret? No, I bear non.
"If not regret than what?" they ask horrified, and shocked.
"Elation", it is there, less than a whisper of wind.
"Pride" for I have slayed the monster. Louder now then before.
More of their horrified, descusted, confused........ Ans silent stares.
I am as light as air.
Nothing binding my wings.
I smile, oh, how they don't understand.
"Regret, no. Never."
"Freedom, yes. Forever."
Oh, glorious, sweet, and brilliant.
Forever Freedom.
Forevermore!
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