Pulled apart,
by all that she loved.
Constantly torn in directions,
that she never chose.

Chastised for things,
that were never her responsibility.
Left broken now,
abandoned by the guilty.

The day has come,
when they will pay for their crimes.
No more waiting for revenge,
she has done her time.

Fuelled by hate and
powered by anger,
She gathers her strength
and prepares for the massacre.

It's funny how,
they all burn the same,
regardless of stature,
money or name.

Their screams become one,
as the fire consumes,
She can breathe again,
her life can finally resume.