Vengeance.

Even the moonlight refused to touch her, as she paced quietly within the dark,

Her heart was trying to ignite a fire, but her mind couldn’t create a spark.

Then her half awake trance shook her, as she collapsed under the barrage of lies,

The picture of her husband kissing another woman, moved tauntingly in front of her eyes.

 

With rage infused in every breath she walked, fuelled by thoughts that drove her insane,

She looked around for anything that would help her tonight, in endlessly prolonging the pain.

At last she found what she was looking for, as she opened the diminutive box of wood,

The chopping knife gleamed with menacing intent, even in the pitch dark where she stood.

 

Her steps betrayed not a sound to the silence, as she climbed to the bedroom door,

She quietly pushed the door and it opened, she felt like a predator anticipating gore.

She looked at him turn happily in slumber, as she softly tied his hands to the bed,

She looked at the sharp knife in her hand, wishing it was a butcher’s knife instead.

 

She hissed “WAKE UP!” with a tone so cold, he woke up with a start, fearing the worst,

He noticed his hands were tied to the bed, then he saw the knife and his heart nearly burst.

She took the pictures and showed him one by one, as his eyes shamefully admitted defeat,

She savoured the sweat rolling down his head, and his chest heaving frantically to breathe.

 

And before the first scream could escape his lips, she stuffed a cloth right down his mouth,

No one was going to change her mind tonight, no plea for mercy would create a doubt.

Her fingers clasped around the chopping knife, it’s edge barely revealing her hand’s quiver.

She pressed it down, and wrote “Cheat” on his head, as blood flowed down his face like a river.

 

She saw his eyes widen and scream with regret, as her tears fell down on her merciless hand,

But the pain of being disgustingly cheated upon, made her cruel actions easier to understand.

She etched every letter with a spiteful vengeance, his muffled cries left her distantly unfazed,

Tonight she would brand him for everyone to see, with a mark which would never be erased.

 

She got up with her thirst for revenge now quenched, then she smiled as he lay and groaned,

She loomed like a hunter playing with her prey, as she walked aside and picked up her phone.

“Hello 911? I’m reporting an emergency here, could you please try and make it here fast?

She gave them the address and calmly hung up, as her husband kept staring, aghast.

 

She turned to him and spoke in a cold whisper “Isn’t it amazing what stupidity makes you give?

You betrayed and played behind my back, and you thought I’d have the heart to forgive?

The police will come and put me behind bars, but I think I’ve achieved what I wanted to do,

I’ve given every woman in this world a precaution, from spending a lifetime of lies with you.”

 

A clutter of footsteps echoed from downstairs, as the door slammed open with a bang,

The room was bustling with people now, and then shouts of horror and disgust rang…

The clang of metal handcuffs locked into place, as she walked with them without a fight,

She looked at the traitor one last time, and her eerie laugh reverberated into the night.

 

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