Dear Diary,
I do not think I can take this any longer.. for these filthy hands of mine seem as if they can never be cleansed. It has finally hit me, that I must live with the awful sins I have done for the rest of my life. I cannot take back what is done.. and even I, can't stop Macbeth from killing anymore as I have already turned him in to a man that even I, cannot recognize. So why is it that I feel terrible? I finally got what i wanted.. for Macbeth to do anything he could for us to strive to that powerful future. Yet i can't move forward and let my mind forget of what I have done. If killing didn't look so simple..
It seems as if where ever I go, the blood of Duncan on my hands follow me everywhere. There is nothing that I can do to make things right.. Macbeth must continue on the killings in order for this to end. However I, can't stand another day watching him take the lives away from people..knowing it is my fault. I pray Macbeth will find his way before he becomes as lost as me..
Sincerely,
Lady Macbeth.
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