Resurface from contaminated soil when you’re starved. As the poison thins your blood, drown in your dependance. Writing a false doctrine in which you portray a victim, while we both know I’m the reason you were spared. I should have let you die and I live with the regret of my decision. I should have let you die and the day will come when I will be the reason you repent. You threw yourself onto your own knife. No man but me can disfigure my creation. I will absolve you of your sins and hurl you into hell myself. Your senses can no longer recognize my saving grace. As the poison thins your blood, drown in your dependance. Silently securing your neck within my noose to mirror your vicious transgressions.