Dear my beloved Macbeth,
I can barely write as sinful tears haze my eyes and blur my vision. Oh, my love of late I haven’t been well as I’ve being in an endless battle with voices in my head and my will to live is unhurriedly perishing. for too long this guilty has haunted me and I can’t bare this burden any longer, Before I depart this mortal realm, I wish to avow to the blood on my hands and the sins that I have committed. These wicked deeds have come to haunt me and all I see are theses endless loops of horrid visions and agonizing screams in my head. Some nights these dreadful nightmares paralyse my sleep and agonize my wake. I can no longer be shadowed by the fear of the truth being exposed. Ever since that cursed letter It gave me an …show more content…
The image of Duncan painted in crimson is carved within my mind daybreak till dusk a terror I will never escape. Like a serpent of the devil, I lured him into his demise, however through an instant an unfamiliar force so vast struck me and triggered a flash back of a familiar face, the lifeless age man lying on the drenched sheets of crimson blood looking so like my very own father slaughtered by his own blood. Thought we believed, I still think you do, that the kingship will bring us glory and power, it was quite the opposite. It has brought nothing but disgrace and stripped you of our honour. You were once an honoured man but they despise and hated us, Men spit at our name and children cower in their mother’s arms, the fear and plague we have brought upon Scotland and its people is a horror itself. Oh, my love, I beg of you, stop this now and follow me to escape this nightmare of the dreadful abyss. Whatever happened to us? We don’t talk anymore and now I feel as I am just a feather on air. Oh, my love time has altered the love we had for each. Have you forgotten, we were young and so in love, we had so much to live
I can barely write as sinful tears haze my eyes and blur my vision. Oh, my love of late I haven’t been well as I’ve being in an endless battle with voices in my head and my will to live is unhurriedly perishing. for too long this guilty has haunted me and I can’t bare this burden any longer, Before I depart this mortal realm, I wish to avow to the blood on my hands and the sins that I have committed. These wicked deeds have come to haunt me and all I see are theses endless loops of horrid visions and agonizing screams in my head. Some nights these dreadful nightmares paralyse my sleep and agonize my wake. I can no longer be shadowed by the fear of the truth being exposed. Ever since that cursed letter It gave me an …show more content…
The image of Duncan painted in crimson is carved within my mind daybreak till dusk a terror I will never escape. Like a serpent of the devil, I lured him into his demise, however through an instant an unfamiliar force so vast struck me and triggered a flash back of a familiar face, the lifeless age man lying on the drenched sheets of crimson blood looking so like my very own father slaughtered by his own blood. Thought we believed, I still think you do, that the kingship will bring us glory and power, it was quite the opposite. It has brought nothing but disgrace and stripped you of our honour. You were once an honoured man but they despise and hated us, Men spit at our name and children cower in their mother’s arms, the fear and plague we have brought upon Scotland and its people is a horror itself. Oh, my love, I beg of you, stop this now and follow me to escape this nightmare of the dreadful abyss. Whatever happened to us? We don’t talk anymore and now I feel as I am just a feather on air. Oh, my love time has altered the love we had for each. Have you forgotten, we were young and so in love, we had so much to live