not one finger

Copyright © November 28, 2015 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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forsaken and forlorn
in this desolate place

I lost a lot when she let me die
and I can only wonder why

but why do I wonder when it was she
that filled my cup with this poison 

and she watched me drink
and she did not try to stop me

she just filled my cup once more
and walked right out our door

and will she ever come back
to see how well her deed be done

was killing me so all that fun
or just something that had to be done

and it is done and I am finished
as her plans have reached their climax

just the way she planned it to be
so perfectly

as not one finger she lifted to save the me
that could have been saved so easily 

and it is finished I am done