Unforgivable

Revenge & Vendetta
Marchin' through his mind
Handgun in his pocket
Just a matter of time

Reason slipping slowly
Further out of reach
Vision blurred and red
His conscious breached
Devils on both shoulders
His pace like heavy boulders
Bad advice & Bad ideas
His thinking growing slower

Destruction rears its head
Chaos wakes from bed
Intervention rendered useless
No more words to be said

Disarray & Confusion
Mayhem & Intrusion
Malice & Spite
All birthed from exclusion

Silence marks his advance
Dark clouds back his stance
Decisions
Decisions
The fates weave and dance
If only
If only
They cry out uninvolved
If things had been different
All his problems been solved
Would it really have altered
The outcome that much
Or would his second chance
Be used as a crutch
A crutch to be exploited
And then thrown away
The outcome would then be the same on this day

I see now
He is not deserving of "if only"
Of alternate worlds
Where he won't be so lonely

We shall let this one, play out on its own
For us to interfere
Would not be condoned

His steps grew closer
His breath drew nearer
His cold dark eyes
No longer held fear there
Hand in his pocket
Just a matter of time
The lonesome gunman
Commits his last crime