A Demon's Guilt
Lacuna Lily: I was reading this over the other night and noticed that it was in need of editing. Don't worry, it's the same poem just a slightly better version of it.
Here I stand
Try to face myself in the mirror
Her blood is in my hands
The same blood that poured from her chest as my blade plunged into her heart
Crimson blood that matched the color of her eyes
Blood that drenched her long, emerald hair as she lay dying
Rumor has it that she came from the future
She traveled back in time to save the world
A noble deed she did for many others not just herself
Selflessly
She was the sacrifice
And I destroyed her
I had no other choice
She was trying to stop me
And I swore an oath
I swore I'd allow no one to get in my way and live
This is my destiny, a path I must take
What a wicked, despicable person I've become
The Blade's corrupted blood flows through my veins
I'm a demon, a monster
Just like my father
It should have been me who died in that battle
It is I who deserves to fade into the darkness
And yet I am here, to suffocate in my own guilt
I pray that her soul may find peace as she drifts into the next world
And that she could find it in her heart to forgive me
A forgiveness that I'll never deserve...
