Murder

You've done it, I applaud you, no really I do,
You have taken that one shred of happiness in me, torn it into pieces and scattered them across my broken heart,
I lay here, thinking with my sheets stained with red and hate growing in my heart,
You have left me with a heart filled with anger, never will I forget the torment you put me through,
You have embedded it into my soul and forever it will remain,
Even when my rotting corpse is buried under the soil, even when the devil opens his doors to hell for me,
You will always be there under my mask of sorrow, basking in it shadow,
For that, I applaud you with my wrists slit with the knife I killed you with.