What is this I am made of?
What am I for?
Do you withhold these severe secrets?
Do you wish me to die ?
Unknowing
Undelivered by your greed

Should I strike you down?
Should this be your final day?
Do you want to run for safety?
Do you yearn for a slow death?
Painful
Unending for I want to see you suffer

Rise up for now
The vicious beast has calmed
My wrath has stalled its judgment upon you
Though it still hungers for your blood

The questions remain!
Do I?
Are you?
Can we?
Will they?
Should she?

No answer from the lips I so cherish
Why do you not answer?
Do you wish me to be washed of my sanity?
Forget not the fate that is waiting
To befall you, my love
The beast
It is aching

Still no answer
No reply
No mere sound
No voice escapes 

Has your tongue dried up?
Have you left me here to wallow in my rage?
It reaches its climax
No one is here to console me
No one is with me
I ask why?