Delicate thoughts run across my fingers as I ponder ending my life.
You showed me great passion. Nakedness. Rawness. Animal Instinct.
Two wild beasts in the mud, clawing at each other mercilessly on the naked earth.
That’s what you showed me. Out there among the trees, in the woods the Viking lord and his little princess.
Corrupted and brought to her knees, she succumbed to his will.
Broke the wild mare he did.
Now the thoughts of the emptiness consume me, as I grasp the experience.
The magic. The dream.
The dagger twists deep in my chest as the tears fall and my insides burn.
Burn, Burn, Burn.
I am nothing. Less than nothing.
You are gone.
You left me.
I am dead.