Regret of Invasion

I once thought I could control my power,

That my intentions would ever be pure.

I once thought I was a lighthouse tower,

Guiding victims of peril to safety.

But since then I have corrupted myself,

Unable to hold back my dark urges.

I wish my power were put on a shelf,

Remaining there 'til with dust it merges.

But alas! my vision shall never change,

Not since that once glorious fateful day.

My x-ray vision now cruel and strange,

Now only provides me with grim dismay.