I cannot do this anymore. Macbeth is not the man I married. He prepares for battle as I prepare for a sleepless night. I do not know what the night will bring but I fear the worst.
I cannot stand to see more blood. How could Macbeth kill the innocent? Those who were not in our way should not have been killed. But they have been and there is no way to beg forgiveness for such acts of inhumanity. An eye for an eye, in other words a life for a life. My sins are a burden that I wish to rid myself of. Perhaps there is a way to please all. I have done too much evil. I have done too little to fix it. Perhaps it is time to say my final goodbye. My greed has consumed me once and for all.
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