For the one who I am reclaiming my life from

An eerie wind howls through the dead trees
There are no leaves in this wasteland
For the trees, they all died years ago
Now, as I walk through the wasteland of
My heart, my winds blow rapidly to signal
The coming of the season's change

I'm dancing the dance of death ...

Feet stomp the ground and my blood drips
From wounds cut deep into fetid flesh
Your words still stuck in them, prying open
My flesh so that I might continue to bleed

I'm too dark and cynical for you
Then why did you wed me?
Then why did you bed me?

Make our children suffer you do!
You shalt pay for these sins you commit
In my mind, the darker parts, you pay with
Your life as I stab out your heart wtih a fork
Until only little bits are left wiggling about
Upon this forsaken ground like maggots gasping
For their last few breathes of air before they
Die in a most horrible way

I wish this could be your fate in life
But only in my mind do you die this way

This is not love you have infected me with
But some terrible disease I wish to rid myself
Of before it consumes me and finally kills me
Or, would you prefer that I be six feet deep?
Sometimes, I do wonder, if you do wish me dead

I will stand on my own two feet, without you by
My side to condemn me to some invisible hell
I am a woman who has inner strength that you
Seem to be terrified of ... and rightly so
Because you are losing your control over me