“The killer awoke before dawn…”
The fitful sleep broke before the pounding upon the door.
The victim passed into the realm.
The sickness overwhelmed, and I, …
I watched her precious life fade away.
I hated myself for watching, but who would see the end?
I hated myself---in the eternal night.
The vicious day intruded and I…
I could not, … awareness faded… I almost welcomed...
The sharpened wood came in its time and…
I fought ferociously… something compelled me…
I thought that I might welcome the final rest…
But, there is no redemption for the lost.
I am gone, please… I wanted something else.
I wanted something better. This is not the way of the world.
I deserve the final end.
The… endless… hopeless… despairing scream… Oh God…
Blood… and I want to…
Oh, the endless death…
Why did they not triumph?
The fitful sleep…
“Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain…”
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