"Many years ago today, something grew inside your mother...

That thing was you."

Happy Dethday, to me.

"You'll never know what was between us, replacement.
Ask anyone. It is all a replay."

"... Truth is it could have been anyone."

1 day till Dethday.

Keep your head near the ground because in the end, you were just as blind as them.

And so her final words shall shine in truth -
"I hate you all."

3 days till Dethday.

So now I see. Condemned myself, have I. For comfort or protection- whatever it may be. Now I see every and all of the reasons why you could never leave.
And as I long for him, I lay with mine.

Heart and mind become strangers over time and now, I see.

4 days till Dethday.

And on the seventh day, fell silence.

6 days till Dethday.

As he is wandering the streets
I hold my breath and pray,
"Please just be okay."

Wait. What just happened?

8 days till Dethday.

It may be hard to change, but even harder to hide.
And still the hardest part is having to share the one you love.
So you wait. Note that the wait is out for an end.
Ending dead just like they said.

But baby, you will be mine. As I yours.

Forever and ever until death do us part.
Amen.

9 days till Dethday.

Some things were never meant to be understood.
Just as some people were never meant to open their eyes.

So for the dumb, deaf, and blind-
my ears are bleeding from all that i've cried.

10 days till Dethday.

My feet hurt and i'm tired.

Goodnight.

Just another piece of shit.

Shit.