So sorry

I am sorry that you are alive.

We both know that you deserve to die.

You should kill yourself, only you would fuck that up too. You would miss just enough to end up a vegetable. Hooked up to a machine, sucking away all of our savings, on life support. The same way you sucked the life out of me . Drained me of my will to live, as I have had to support you all of these years. You are a soul sucking slug. A parasite. A festering boil on the ass of humanity.

I am sorry you are not dead.

You deserve to be dead.

I would love to do that for you.

If it wouldn't cost me my life and my soul, trust me, you would be dead. Beaten in the head with an axe. Brain matter and blood pooling around you, soaking into the ground, as you lay in the yard. Your dead eyes watching as I dig the hole to bury you.

No wait!

You are not worth that much effort.

Instead I would roll your lifeless, worthless, could never make me cum, lying, ugly body into the sleeping bag from your closet. The one you needed to take the kids camping. It's still new in the bag. Oh ! I am so glad I bought it for you. I will Line the trunk with plastic garbage bags, you know that giant box of leaf bags you bought but never raked up one lousy leaf? Well now they will finally get used. It may be hard to get you in the trunk , but Darling, I will do it just for you.

I know a place for you to "nap"snuggled in your new waterproof sleeping bag, the best most expensive one made.

A nice quiet spot, except when the trains go by every 15 minutes. I will drag your useless, always was useless even when you were breathing, body out there. As soon as one train is gone I will loving, tenderly throw your carcass on the tracks, your head with brain oozing out, can us the rail for a pillow.

I will walk away giggling and listen to the whistle of the train from the car wash.

I am so sorry that this is only a fantasy.

I am sorry you are not dead!