The spirit of the wife

Beautiful ghost in my dreams,
Why do you come to me at this hour?
Don't you have other angels?
Does heaven not miss your presence?
In bodily form you were my wife,
The disease it took you quickly,
Now you stand here beside my bed,
You stand here stroking my head,
Why did You have to die?
Why did you have to leave me here all alone?
I need you here in my bed and in my arms,
I will quickly follow you into death,
The rafter should be my transport,
Spirit help me tie the rope,
If you come here with some purpose let it out,
For I am not staying long in this depression,
I know I've done wrong,
It was my disease that took you,
it was my horrid knife that slashed through your torso,
I thought this would be the end,
Why do you come here to haunt me now?
Be gone from my sight unclean spirit!
Take my sorrow with you!
If you are here to kill me, to get your revenge then do it!
I thought I had ended my suffering!
I'll pray to the Lord to send you to hell!
You're wicked abuses broke my mind!
It was you that caused me to be this way!
You tore me apart with your hatred!
Now the favor has been completed,
Rest well with the demons, my patience is depleted!