Guilt is killing me!

     Guilt is eating me up. Everything around me seems so dark. Why is blood sticking on hands? Why can’t blood be washed off my hand? Blood on my hands is the guilt in my heart and mind that cannot be washed off from me. If my husband and I continue with the evil ‘deeds’, my hands shall never be clean. Heaven is murky. My hands stink of blood. Shall all the perfumes of Arabia ill not sweeten this little hand?

     
     Where is Duncan now? Sleeping with peace in his deadly grave. Where is Banquo now? In the ditches where he still safe guards his son with his godly spirit. Where is the Macduff family? Gone!!!! Where is the happiness and peace that my husband and myself had? Gone!!! All the happiness of my husband and me is gone due to my dark and evil ambitions. Had I not forced my husband to start with the first evil deed, perhaps, the position of King will have reached my husband in an honest and appropriate manner.

     
     Sorry King Duncan. Sorry Banquo. Sorry Lady Macduff. Sorry Macduff’s family. Sorry dearest husband. I have caused you this entire discontentment. Sorry, dear husband! Sorry, dear husband! Maybe what I told you previous were against my human feelings. Now, that I have betrayed my human feelings, they are taking revenge on me. Extremely Sorry….. GUILT IS KILLING ME!!  :(

  All hail, Macbeth!