It Haunts Me, I Swear

He pinned her to the bed, he stabbed her dead, he looked into my eyes after that, I thought it was my life he'd take next, but he just did nothing and left. He told us his name, he called us his prey, I could feel my heart fall as I prayed, It was death that stared into my face. I had never felt so scared, I wish he killed me first, nothing hurt more in this life than seeing what he did, I had never ever before seen anyone getting killed. Now I have to live it, Now I have all of our people's questions stuck in my head; "Why didn't you do anything?" "Why did you just let it happen?" "How do you sleep at night?" "How do you feel inside?" He tortured me by letting me live, with so much guilt, I feel like it was... Like it was... Like it was me, I feel like I caused the death of millions. The blood on her body, it kept flowing, dripping, it still haunts me. Her last shriek, her sudden silence, it's still... It's still haunting me. I could hear her breathe really hard before she left her body...