What I Have Done

awaiting a thought to run through my head
i looked into the room and saw that she was dead
hands unable to grab but the blood is still there
unable to bring back the love that i care

the moonlight falls through the curtains showing a glow on the wall
trying to stand up i fight but only do i fall
just to see her eyes once again would make me smile
before all beauty and innocence was defiled

how could a monster have taken her life
before making me feel dead and in strife
i had never considered all that i felt before
but now the feelings must be forgotten forevermore

dripping out of the matress is the blood from her heart
seeing the way it flows is a decadent part
if i was to look at the body then my eyes would bleed
yet i was the person who gave her mother the seed

i look on the floor
and see my hands
theres blood on the door
and i still just dont understand

the shadows surround me
yet still my memories can't see
take the tears from my eyes
and realise that i created her cries

knife in my hand
now i think i understand
i killed her in sadness
but it didnt bring me any gladness

look at the eyes of the mother so shocked
tears of sorrow falling and her feelings unblocked
weeping in darkness with the shadows at hand
and why i did it i will never understand

look into the crib that used to hold the essence of life
and see the shadows drowning in the blade of the knife
the death caused by me
now only can i see

the moonlight hits the blood giving a glow of loss
the blood drips out the window and into the moss
falling in water and turning it dark
creating the cause of this hated mark

mother crying with tears falling in pain
creating the moonlight to become a stain
the walls are falling and the crib is shaking
as i hear my child start to cry again

the cries are killing me
for this is what i have to see
and this sound is all i hear
it alone creates my fear

i killed my child in hatred for i felt alone
her beauty is gone and the pale is her tone
i look once more as i cut my throat with the knife
the flesh splits spilling the blood that gave me life

the blood pours from my neck releasing the pain
but even in death will i feel it again
for her life is nothing that should have been taken
and forever more am i now forsaken

i loved my child but lost it all in a moment
but now in death am i going to be my opponent
as i lost what was the most precious to me
and the moonlight is not for me to see