FPS

Long range shots fired missing the intended targets hitting nothing but

concrete wall kilometers away.

Ricocheting in a direction of incident bystanders who just happen to be in

the wrong place at the wrong time.

All the time spent training practicing drills using a variety of different

targets and situations.

Yet one slight miscalculation of wind direction left a hole in the heart who

just happened to be on a different frequency that didn't match mine or the

one I was seeking.

It was never my attention to cause drama leaving a pit of bodies in a botch

assassination.

Looking at the aftermath this was supposed to be an easy hit.

I thought the place was secure from all roaming eyes.

No eyewitness needed.

Mugshot posted everywhere in search of a careless hit man eager to pull

the trigger.

Quick random assassinations were my daily thrills.

The adrenaline rush kept me going even on days I wasn't sure of the

proper game plan on potential targets.

Leaving me with an arrogant aura feeling like it was too good to be true

until the moment when everything backfired.

Is it just my time to pay karma back for my lifestyle?

I became so fascinated with gambling away the lives of others for self

pleasure.

I’m on the run from the family of slain victims who were killed by my

foolishness, not to mention I have cops after me for attempted murder.

Most important I’m paid in full from regret now.

Did innocent bystanders die in vain.

Could they be saved if I had double checked my game plan.

Will I get another chance before I'm captured by cops or family members

of the deceased I killed?

Is a lifetime sentence of isolation worth the risks.

How about mental torture of knowing the big prize you been seeking

gracefully slipped out reach only to be carefully guarded from that point

forward?

I don't know how this story will end.

If anything should happen to me just let it be known I did it for my country,

my nationality, and most important I did it for you.