Desperate Actions By Desperate People

He became what he hated most
when he took the price offered
by the man in the mask;
who, hidden from sight in shadows,
grew ever bolder with each step
taken on the shoulders of those
who once called him a friend.

She became the vanguard of self
destruction; sat down with the bottle
and a gun loaded in jerky
movements by hexed hands, veins too
dry to keep up the momentum
as the will of it left
seeping through cracks in the floor.