Vengeance Is Never Free

by Jenni Marie   Jul 23, 2007


Killing for vengeance has become my life
One life, two lives, five seven or nine
What is the difference anyway?
For these lives are now mine.

Anger burning within my eyes
Hands shaking at my sides
Mocking smile upon my lips
Knowing my prey will hide.

After what they did to him
Their lives now belong to me
Hunting has become my mission
Not one of them will go free.

For they tore apart my love
Now each of them must pay
I'll bathe in a sea of blood
Making sure I get my way.

Three lives down and two to go
Feeling my soul slowly start to break
Trying to ignore it, reminding myself
These monsters made my heart ache.

Darkness is clutching me
Trying to swallow me whole
Feeling so empty and numb
It has a grip on my soul.

No more can I feel
My heart has gone cold
Feels so empty, frozen
A thousand years old.

Yet somehow I can't stop
Got to have my revenge
Need to finish this task
Somehow it must end.

Now there's no lives left
Everyone I chose to kill
Now I've had my retribution
Yet anger has hold of me still.

Now I know how to vanish it
So I still choose to fight
Murdering, maiming innocents
No longer caring it isn't right.

Been killing for vengeance
Thought that I'd be okay
Now I've been swallowed up
Darkness has got his way.

*There's a message in this, interpretate it how you will. Let me know, because I think it will be interesting to see what people come up with.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Zak

    You put forth a great sense of meaning in the way you write. It seems real. I think the message is that anger can envelope you and turn you into something your not.

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