Gone

She had cried a thousand tears. Denied by the love of her life. She was sickened by her fears. Forced down Against her will, she waited for her savior. As time stood still in the dark and slow night, I Had the chance to go, but I stayed and lost the fight. Gone. Unconscious. One single blow. I did not know. I feel the guilt. It sank right into my heart. Torn apart, but that's a start. Controlled by anger, I let him take her, I let him hang her, but as quickly as life was taken, It was justified. Dark and slow night Had the chance to go But stayed and lost the fight Gone. Unconscious. One single blow.