Death

Oh god I killed him
his eyes are empty and cold
his body is lifeless before me
the sun no longer turns his skin to gold
how could I have done this
torn him from my grasp
turned my back and faced the night
mumbling that this could not last
oh the wretched being I am
that nightmares are constructed of
horror tears through my veins
as i see the body draining of its lifeblood
tears threaten to drown my soul
my body sobs and quakes
i scream I did not mean it!
i know it is too late
realizing the punishment i'll have to face
the scars that are slicing deep
i turn to face my crime
this corpse in eternal sleep
when to my surprise i see him
scarred, but very much alive
confused, i look down and realize
the body on the floor is mine.