Did you just punch me?
Don’t you know I have been numb for long?
How can something that is already dead ever die?
Here is a solution
Take that carving knife and gut me alive
And spray the walls with my blood
Does that quench your thirst?
Is revenge as sweet as it is made out to be?
But you are not after revenge, are you?
You just want to see me suffer
Don’t you know I already am?
The noose you have tied around my neck
Is not tighter than the stranglehold of your demands
Don’t you know for every ounce of pain you feel,
I suffer twice as much?
That your lack of trust is worse
Than any humiliation you can throw at me?
They say that the phoenix rose from its ashes
Burn me then!
Burn me and burn my memories
The good and the bad
Burn my flesh
Burn my soul
Burn that bond that cannot be severed
Burn the world
Burn the society
Burn the castles and let everyone suffer
Perhaps after then
When the screaming stops
And there is nothing but ashes
We will rise again