‘’Kindred hearts and evil minds’’

There’s a lot of people at home: family, friends, employees.. A thousand million faces that came to say goodbye to my wife, a thousand million souls that will always believe a car accident took her life when the truth is, Diane killed herself.

She wasn’t only the smartest woman I’ve ever known, but the most tortured soul on the world. Our marriage lasted 19 years and every single day I knew she felt miserable living a perfect life.

The smile across her face fooled everyone but me, her eyes told me in every sight she would never forgive herself the crime we committed when she was only 15 and I was 17 years old.

But Michael deserved to die on that fire. That son of a bitch brought to Diane and her mother a living hell. He used to be an alcoholic and violent parasite that tortured and abused several times to both Martha and Diane.. Being burned alive was the only punishment he deserved.

The rage on my bloodstream arrived to my fists like the night Diane confessed me her father raped her.. I made a pass trough the crowd and in a few minutes I found myself in the backyard trying to lock again the past inside my mind, but I was already out of control and driving on the highway that Diane chose to die.

My beloved wife killed herself because she couldn’t stand feeling guilty anymore. She made her suicide look like an accident the same way the fire looked like a gas leak.

I thought that running away from home and starting a fancy new life would eventually heal our wounds, but she was right, we were just pretending everything would be alright when we both were drowning on the waters of guilt.

Forgive me father for I have sinned, but life without her is just worthless..

Song:  ‘’The Funeral’’