My hands on your throat

my hands are on your throat
the life is draining from your body
My soul screams out
"I am not your bitch"
"I am not a project for your fucking science fair
for you to throw away once your done with you're experiment"
"I WAS in love (unlike you)"
"I DO suffer and the least you can offer me is respect"
but now your soul has left this earth
It is all over
I am not sorry it had to end this way
goodnight my love
rot in hell
I shan't miss you