In The Spirit Of Vengeance Poem by Newo Enec

this bullet is for you my love
to taste deaths cold unending kiss
this bullet is for you because
im not ready to let you live
with the knowledge of who i am inside
or the thoughts of what i did
i wont take a chance of you revealing
i wont have to let you live
you found out what im doing
although you werent a part
so now i wont take a little chance
the chance for you to narc
youd tell them what i did to her
in the final hours of her life
youd whisper how i killed her
and buried her that night
ive been plotting all their deaths like that
since my dear friend took his life
upon those that raise themselves in shame
they wouldnt point the light
who do you think it really was
that drove him to the edge
because of shallow tormentors
my best friend is dead
after years of insignificance
and swelling notions in his head
after years of being all their fool
my best friend is dead
they tell me that theyre sorry
and lie that they feel my pain
but no one ever tortured them
theyve never known the same
theyve never heard a single word
spoken in their little cliques
but all these sentences of fear and spite
are what will always stick
and so they hovered in my brain
like 30 million times before
and once they fluttered in his mind too
but they wont bother him no more
the gunshot was a fatal wound
guarenteed to end his life
and the bloody deed i do tonight
is just repayment for their flight
they evaded my eye in the days that followed
his service at the school
and all the people like them knew
who really played the fool
because what i lost that night of black
can never be returned
the future of those that triggered this
was all i could discern
i planned their gruesome deaths out
in penance for the cost
and one night in the dark with me
is just repayment for those lost
and not a single moment passes
in which i dont dream he never died
ill build a bridge out to him
built of all the tears theyll cry
ill punish those that brought on
ANOTHER SUICIDE
ill destroy all those that never would have valued
WHAT I DEEMED MORE THAN LIFE
this bullet is for you my love
i could never live with you understanding
what ive done to them
this gunshot is for you my love
in death you may forgive
me for what i did
the last to learn deaths secrets
surely must be me
ill end my life, when the deeds been done
when the world may finally see
our endless tragedy was done
in the spirit of vengeance, and
all played out through me