Mind dump

That singe, that tear, that aweful and painful burn. It stings and it eats away at me. I want her gone, I want to get rid of her, I want her to leave us alone. It bothers me It hurts me It is what kills me inside. I would kill for release. Relief from this is what I need. and that releif is what is so disturbing. I'd kill her if I could and it is probably what would not be the best of things... Thoughts to ensue. To be fleshed out later.