Hitman

I hired him to do it,

I didn’t want the blood on my hands.

He seemed discreet enough,

Or so my desperation told me.

I hired him to do it.

But, I didn’t tell him how.

It seemed more gruesome than I had imagined.

But, who am I to judge?

My hired help was captured,

And in his darkest moment he caved.

That night I was arrested,

The guilt came rushing in.

I committed murder,

With only money in my hand.

I compelled someone else to do my bidding,

Through financial prowess.

I exploited his weakness.

I made him pull the trigger.

I am guilty of murder.

He is the only one to whom I am remorseful.