Revenge.

When all I have left

Is the memory of your grin

As I lost everything

All I can think of is

Revenge.

So as I walk to the steps

Of your steel castle

I ignore the cries of the blooming flowers

Or the warnings of the wind.

I ignore the moon watching over me

And the threats of the door.

Because all I can think of

Is how good revenge will feel.

I open your bedroom door

And there you sleep.

So ignorant of me here

As my blade begs to slice your throat.

I raise the blade high

And all the nothings close their eyes

As I bring down the blade

You used to kill my family.

Karma sings in bliss

And the blood seeps to your sheets.

Revenge is all I had left

Now what will become of me?