Reeking of Revenge

Wish I was a white sheep,
but I'm not.
Want to fall asleep,
but what I see behind my eyelids
drives me mad.
Darkness slowly creeping.
Wake the night.
Eyes red from weeping,
lingering in dreams and terrors
of all things I had.
This cold numb feeling broken
by pain coursing through my veins.
Beauties left unspoken
of all our wishes and our lies.
As we indulge in sin
the blood on my hands tainted,
with your hate and fear.
Strokes of black quickly painted
on our lives and hearts plunged
into desparation once again.
The dead blodies piled around us
reeking of revenge.
Is where the manhunt finally found us,
hand in hand, with dying screams and gunshots,
we meet our end?