Revenge was not sought

No desire for it lived in him

No desire lived in him at all

Whether sentenced or freed

It was not his cause to care

As there had never been any for him

No caring

He was a dead man who moved

A man with no heart left

Only a vast nothing, a wraith 

Destroyed by deceit, deteriorating 

And her guilt remained either way

Ignored or festering 

Atoned for or allowed to walk away 

It would never be atoned for. 

He was not alone in his dispassion

Not the only dead heart.