In my mind,
I see your smile,
hear you laugh,
and feel your touch.
Now that you are gone, I cannot think.
It's as if
My soul died with yours.
I don't want to
keep going,
hurting people for no reason.
I want to wake up,
Because I want to rest.
I want to stop killing,
so that I can finally move on.
But if I die,
I probably will never
be able to enter the place where you have gone.
For you are kind and innocent,
where I have been stripped of control,
my heart,
and my thoughts.
I am nothing but an empty shell,
yet somewhere,
deep in my soul,
my feelings for you have been engraved
and there they still remain.
I want to be free,
so that I could see you again.
I want to rest,
for my soul is tired and hurt.
I want to stop his wish,
even if it means that I will cease to exist.
I never wanted to kill you,
but I am nothing against his power.
I didn't want to hurt them,
but now I am a chess piece,
unable to feel,
or think for myself.
I don't want to kill him,
the real one,
but I can't stop myself.
It's as if my body is frozen,
but I can see clearly.
All I want is to stop killing.
To be free.