Lady Macbeth

By: Jezebelle



Eyes are open,

but sense is shut.

"Out damn spot,

out I say!"

Had so much blood in him…

The thane of Fife

he had a wife.

Where is she now?

What is done,

can not be undone.

Will these hands ever be

clean?

The smell of the blood…

Compose your self,

put on your nightgown,

don't look so pale…

To bed, to bed…

Eyes are open,

but sense is shut.

What is done,

can not be undone.

The queen my lord,

is dead.