Set Free

Shes sitting on the floor crying, wishing for death but she isnt dying, wanting justice but getting none, what could she do but grab the gun. She pulls it out of the dresser drawer, its none other than a Colt 4 4. Now with a heart full of rage and hate, for this man it is too late, for shes about to seal his fate.

Into the living room she strolls, finally she is in control, of this Monster this freak, suppose to be her Father, Whyd God make this waste of flesh, why did he even bother. She was taken advantage of and abused, beaten and used, raped and bruised. What did she do, to deserve all this, she called out to God, but all seemed amiss. But not any longer, not one more day, this will all end, it will end today.

Standing in front of the man she once loved; into his face the gun is shoved. She screams and cries no longer am I weak and helpless, and no longer will I put up with this. A shot rang out; he let out a shout, cried for forgiveness, whats that about? Then he saw the hate in her eyes, he wasnt going quickly, shes prolonging his demise. Making him wonder as he did to her, When is it coming next, when God I wonder. Laying on the floor and just watching in terror as the victim, turned into the predator. The lamb is the Wolf, the innocent, a killer; never again will he torture her. Boom! Another shot rings out, heightening the terror, theres ringing in his ears, but what does she care. Its a small price to pay for the things hes done, she asks God for forgiveness, and points the Gun.

Dear God she prays, Forgive me please, I tried to be strong, I tried to believe. That this would end that this would cease, that I would one day be granted peace. Now I see that the only way to this peace is to rid the world of this man this disease. I know what I must do; now guide my hand and lead me to the promise land. A shot rings out and then another, she falls on the ground next to her father. As the blood mingles, her soul is set free, tormented again never more to be.