Shot him threw his eye

he bled for quite a while

stabbed her through the heart

she moaned until I thought I’d lose it

shoved a grenade down his throat

he cried the whole twenty minutes it took

then exploded a minute later

I threw the acid I had on his face

his screams still haunt me

but her

she was the one I wanted

the one who drove me to it

who put the scythe in my hand

made me who I am

I can’t help why I did it

but now that I’ve started

I know I can never stop

not until every last one

every last person

every last killer

has been murdered

slaughtered, stabbed, hanged

made to pay for their sins

and die for their corruption

she was the driver

and I was the vehicle of destruction

the one she’d chosen

strictly for my combustion

I was the blade of her sword

the bullet escaping the barrel of her gun

but it was always her I wanted

making sure she paid in full

for atrocities upon others

and made to never again run