mary stuart was tired.
and
she was ready.
~:~
when the day
of her death
dawned,
she was ready
to march to that
guillotine.
~:~
i'm sorry
she whispered
when she thought of those
she would leave behind
but she was ready.
they would be safe
now.
you are safe now,
she told them
safe from me
and the poison of my rank.
~:~
i lose everyone i love.
~:~
not anymore.
she was going to be with them
now.
they could not get at her
now.
goodbye to those
who hated her
and tried so hard
to see her crumble.
~:~
they could hurt her no more.
