Vaccum

Blood was on ground.

Mess was allround.

Night was calm.

So does lifeless body in front of me.

Why I am not feeling calmness of night.

Or of that body.

Why I am feeling guilty?

This is all I wanted from last 15 years.

Killing the man who raped my little girl.

The man who is responsible for suicide of my wife.

Why I am feeling sad for smashing head of guy who made my family a mess.

No, I am not feeling sad.

I am just feeling completed.

Or I am not.

Actually I am feeling opposite of complete.

It looks like a part of me died today.

We both got connected by string of hatred.

After 15 years of thinking about this moment and now it is finally here.

I am feeling vaccum in my heart.

What to do next?

Maybe it’s time for me to reunite with my family.