ShellyLei FE to Beefy's blog: "sorry..."

Darkness creeping all around... the steely call from the ground... sorrow continually hammered into her heart... meteal claws of fear tear it apart... shadows slinking through the night... slashing and screaming she tries to fight... she looks in the mirror at her battered face... angry her heart begins to race... she will no longer be his punching bag... she will no longer be tossed aside like a dirty rag... she greets him home with a smile... though her plan evil and vile... she cooked him dinner nice and sweet.. he has no clue the fate he will meet... she tells him tonight she wants to play... tells him they will do things her way... she cuffs his hands to the bed... her demons now stirring in her head... he has a smile on his rugged face... she leans forward for one last embrace... from under the pillow she pulls a knife... she will teach him to beat his wife... his eyes grow wide in terror... all she can see is her battered face in the mirror... she raise the knife high in the air, slamming downward she tops just short of his chest... he begs,pleads,gives it his best... tears streaming down her face... she carves her initials in his chest with grace... he screams and tries to break free... begging god why have you forsaken me... she leans to his ear and whispers "an eye for an eye"... then she says " tonight you shall die"... with encouragement from the demons in her head... she stabs him over and over until he is dead!!!! feeling overwelmed in sarrow... sadly her demons wont allow her to see tomorrow... with the same knife she took a life she will take her own... stabbing her chest deep through all the bone... darkness all around the final act... the curtain falls fade to black...

the dagger pierced my heart deep... my crimson blood now seeps... the emptyness echos in my head... i will not lie , somedays i wish i was dead... an invisable knife held to my throat... my inner demon there to gloat... who is this wicked person i've become... my mind,body ,and soul cold and numb... a false smile on my face... perfected with precision and grace... i am surrounded by those who claim to be my friend... but, will they be here in the end... i do not want pity or for you to feel sorry for me... i am telling you who i am truly... i have good days i have bad... most days i am sad... this is shelly this is me... if you don't like it you can't like shelly... so for those of you who read and stay... you'll remain in my heart until my dying day...