ironic redemption

I did the best I could, she can't blame me. I gave it my all and now I'll die with some dignity.

They all came after me one by one, none of  them stood a chance, the first mistake they made was challanging me, the second was assuming they would win, never back a mad man into a corner, my mother used to alwayse say, I chuckle because in this case I'm the mad man, I look from side to side and see all their dead corpses strewn about on the snowing hill side, one by one they came and just as easily I took them out one with fists the other with a knife, and with the third I used his buddies arm like a meat sheild,the look of horror on his face was strangly amusing. I'll never understand peoples aptitude for revenge, on my end it was self defence but as I was beating the second man within a inch of his life, he kept screaming. I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna kill......he never got the last word out because his neck snapped at that very moment, poor bastard.with that the third guy ran at me snarling in rage screaming, you monster. I found it funny how I'm the monster when it was them who thought it a good idea to kill off my entire family, how could they possibly precede the idea of revenge after everything they have done to me? then they thought they would finish me off so I wouldnt talk. Oh I'll talk alright they will hear everything I have to say. only it will be once their DEAD. then they will have to lie their as their souls suffer in tourment. I stepped on the mans chest who I had previously beaten and pulled his arm right off, my sanity was no longer present. I was going to go to jail for this I was sure, but I didnt care I had nothing to lose, it's funny when you accept that your life is over you kinda stop and reflect on all the moral lessons you recieved over your lifetime. For me it was table manners I kept thinking how pointless it all was. not once did it land me a job, or get me a good wife, but as I was beating a full grown man with a bloody limb this is what came into my mind. I felt sad that my persona that I took so much pride in,in life was deconstructed to such a primitive form. In the distance I heard sirens the pigs had finally come they took forever to get there when my brothers, sisters and parents were violently murdered and raped but they arrived before I had finished my master piece. Shame, I was hoping to use the catch phrase silent night as I took out this last man, he was still alive but curled up in the fetal position crying for his mother, the arm I held firmly in my left hand no longer a arm so much as a bloody stick, from the repititious beating I had given it across his shivering body, I had nothing to lose what did I care about morality, dignity, hope, honor, my life was over, I dictated that I poked the bee hive and they fought back, I tried to warn them, but they didnt listen. I grew bored with the 3rd mans tantrums and pulled out the 9 mm from my jacked and pointed it at his head, just as I was about to pull the trigger a cop, yelled FREEZE!

this isnt your fight pig! I shouted with exasperated breath, just walk away these fuckers don't deserve your pitty. PUT THE GUN DOWN! he shouted, he even followed up with a I'm warning you, ametures guy hasnt even fired his gun before, I was pondering over just going ahead with taking both of them out when a loud  BANG! rang out and I felt a piercing feeling of cold in my chest as a bullet entered me then exited out my back. I alwayse fantasied that if I was shot I would go out in a blaze of glory, but not me, not me, I just fell back. into the snow, a sillowet of bloody snow around me as my lights began to flicker out I pointed my gun were the man next to me was lying before and pulled the trigger three times, wouldnt want him to think I went soft and had a change of heart. The police officer in the distance shouted  DAMMIT! why did you shoot!, I couldnt see anything any more couldnt feel anything but I had to listen to that dam pigs voice as I began to leave this world, that fucker was hoping to talk me down instill some sort of guilt in me and make me back down, if only he knew I was going to take him out next, luckily his buddy was there to save his ass. then it came blackness, the same blackness I had been waiting for my whole life, with every moment I struggled and fought to make a life for myself, yet here was the answer oblivion, nothingness, if this is all it is I can accept it just drifting along in the inky blackness no one to bother me or for me to bothe, perfection, a fitting ending for a man who's only hurt 3 people in his entire life and at the very end, have to say I'm releived that its not fire and pitch forks in the end. I jokily say thanks to god for not being a ass hole. thanks