written: july 24 two thousand 16
posted: july 24 two thousand 16
[for one of my favourite characters: macbeth]
[a side note: a symbol for blood is guilt]
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"Make thick my blood / stop up the access and passage to remorse"
i am guilty i am guilty i am guilty and i know it but can someone please stop the voices that remind me what i am. i no longer want to feel bad i no longer want to feel guilt i no longer want to be told
"Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood / Clean from my hand?"
even if there is a God i don't think he'll forgive me i don't think he'll understand, not at all. i'm covered in blood that, for once, is not my own and it just won't wash off it's a permanent stain all over my white clothes
"his silver skin laced with his golden blood"
everything about him was good and nice and pure. he was the definition of kind. i wanted that kindness for myself so i took it the only way i knew how. even with his golden blood spattered all over my body i am still dirty i am still selfish i am now inhuman
"they say, blood will have blood"
and they are probably right. i will get in return exactly what i did to him. i feel it in my bones and i hear it whispered through prophecies i know it in the darkest parts of my brain. so now i sit and wait for my time to come. i drown myself in the blood of my enemies. i cry tears of blood. i sweat blood. the blood stains my very soul. i wait some more.
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ALL QUOTES: WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE [MACBETH]
