Monologue Of Lady Macbeth

I was never destined to have someone murder me at the hands of my best mate. That fool Macbeth and his wife Lady Macbeth are too blame, they adopted beliefs from some witches that they were “superior” and “ admirable” and are now pursuing a killing spree in order to remove anyone who threatens to take his Scottish Throne; again a ‘coward’. When I met the witches I advised Macbeth to be cautious, “But ‘tis strange, and oftentimes to win us to our harm, the instruments of darkness tell us truths, wind us with honest trifles, to betrays, in deepest consequence” (Act 1, Scene 3: 133-137). He did not listen to me and now his best advisor is dead. Now I’m back as a ghost to haunt him and make him pay for his crime.

I’ve been making frequent visits to dear Macbeth, however I just don't get why Macbeth hasn't broken yet. I've tried and tried to scare and humiliate him into doing so, first at his dorm and then at the night of the ‘famous’ banquet where the thanes of Scotland were present. Both my visits have had him as white as a ghost, and I shall have my revenge for what he did to me. The scars on my neck - the twenty gashes - have my head hanging but not in shame. No. I am not shameful for this, but livid. My son, Fleance will avenge my death
His guests were telling him to sit but Macbeth said, “ The table’s full” (Act 1, Scene 3: 55) and he was telling me “ Thou canst not say I did it. Never shake. The gory locks at me” (Act 1, Scene 3: 61-62). Thus caused him to be humiliated and his guests were under the impression that he was mad and insane. This was exactly what I desired, I wanted him know that I am here to stay and not even his murderers could lay a single hand on me. For if the hands of Macbeth did not touch the witches curse, he would’ve been the greatest king that ever lived and I would still be alive, however the devil got to him