It is a place ruled by sin, jealousy, indifference and cruelty. I'm tired of cruelty, hurt, fear, and perverse revenge. Did you sleep with him? You don't get my point. Did you sleep with him? I don't. Lying, right? I'm tired of babysitting two dull kids, Cary and you. You are the toughest one. God, why don't you just die. Violence, palm-to-head bump, a stumble, sorry, mother. Violent, hanging upside down, pants off, blood dripping. Violence, pulling his hands high, snatching the whistle, the collision between the lake and the child, quiet. Violent, bloody eyes. Violent, tugging at her ears hard, and thrusting scissors into her esophagus. Violence, you ugly, dirty, boring woman, you keep making me sick. Violence, Lord let that child fester and die, are you still not going to be honest with me? Violence, you let us down, wear the white ribbon until my trust is regained. Violence, this world is so cruel, you actually want me to treat you kindly? Who will treat me tenderly? Alright, alright, stop talking, tired, tired, go away, live with dignity.
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