The Rantings Of A Murderer (My True Self)

We used
To be
Inseparable,
But not
Anymore.
She's dead.
I killed her.

It was
A mistake.
She was
In.
My.
Way.
Holding
Me back.
So,
I got rid
Of her.

I was sick
Of her face
Telling
Me off.
So now
I live
Her life
And burn
Her bridges.

It's fun
Now that
She's gone.
I can't believe
I used
To be
Just.
Like.
Her.

She hung on
For
A while,
Pleading,
With eyes
Glossed

But I couldn't
Give in
To her
Ways.
I'm strong.
More
Then her.
That's.
My.
Way.

I guess
She had
To go.

But,
Don't worry.
This crime
Is unheard.
No one
Will know.

They might
Suspect
A change
In ways,
Though
I'll.
Be.
Fine.

Who needs her?
Not.
Me.
That's why
The accident
Was caused.

So
I'll live
Her life
And change
Her ways.

Though
I
Know
I
Have
Killed
My
True
Self.