Did I Deserve It?

Is this what we actually deserve, when we do wrong? 

Is repentance accompanied by revenge compulsorily, or often is it discovered by a feeling of self-realization? 

Guilt swells up in my chest and walks out of my throat, constant apologies follow, but is that not enough? 

Does vengeance have to play its inconclusive role in this relay of emotions? 

Does it have to go down with one side being slain at the hands of the other? 

for that's what vengeance does, 

turning hate to work and work to hurt someone who might have had a revelation and regretted the entire sequence of events, 

is vengeance aware of our conscience, which shouts so loud, that our eardrums fade away? 

It screams out the acts of misery we've committed and makes us spiral down into introspection, 

only to the conclusion that the fault lies in us and not in the earth, sun or the moon? 

How can you believe that we deserve this? 

We're imperfect, yet our minds have formed this entity of pain derived from one's own acts of wrong towards others, 

is that not enough to quench your thirst for vengeance? 

Are humongous acts of good in turn of a bad one, not compensation to avoid vengeance? 

Is revenge so sweet that mercy and humanity fail in front of it? 

It is well known that actions are rarely undone, often the damage cannot be cured but only limited, 

so then, is revenge necessarily the answer? 

Does an individual who's undergone a metamorphosis to transform into a better being, deserve to be taken revenge from? 

I will never know.