Revenge - Poem by James Casey
He met her on a day of tragedy
A time when he felt lonely
She made him feel happy
Surrounded him with her magic
He thought it was true love
That it was meant to be,
But he couldn't be more wrong
And this love became a tragedy
She had filled him with her lies,
Wore a smooth cloak of deceit.
Always kept it well hidden
Slowly, everything did deplete
He uncovered the deception
It has broken his heart.
But he swore to himself
That he wouldn't let it tear him apart.
Revenge, was on his mind
It was right for this situation
To take her out quickly.
He became a man on a mission
Swiftly he moved and followed her that night
He was about to make everything right.
He walked in to find her
It was very dark indeed.
Soon he heard a noise
Could that be her? he had to proceed
He followed the thumping
Up the stairs, to the right
Finally an open door one with a light.
Quietly he approached the door
Standing in the darkness he saw them there
Both entwined lying on the floor.
She was there with another man
Both were lost in their passion
They did not see him approach
It was time to kill her like a dirty cockroach.
He crept up behind them,
Putting the gun to her head
The other man was terrified,
He got up and quickly fled.
It was time to finish what he had started
The trigger was pulled she had no place to go
Blood splattered to the wall and puddled on the floor
He never asked why she cheated so
Sadness filled his eyes, tears started to flow
Why waste my tears on this little whore
Calmer now, knowing his deed was done
He simply walked out of the door.
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