Peccatum

Peccatum

By BladeOfHope

It wasn't who I wanted to be.

It wasn't hard.

But it was wrong.

And I deserved it.

To kill or not to kill?: my question.

Why should I let myself die?: my answer.

Swiftfeather's my name

All mine is the blame

I can't shake the shame

Of their death.

Innocent kits

Dyed red in the mud

Innocent lives

Snuffed out in their blood

I, standing there, watching o'er their hate

I, fighting there, rendering upon them their fate.

I didn't want them to die.

But all the same, I wanted to live.

Was it really so wrong?

I survived, didn't I?

I remember their eyes

That day

So cold, so far away

I can't believe that the fault was mine

Yet it was

And now I face my fate.

It was my mistake.

It was my fault, my claws took their lives that day,

My reason to live being insufficient enough.

Their lives are all gone. Nothing there I can do.

The only thing I can do

Is die.

If my life is gone

Will their deaths be justified?

If I'm no longer here

Will they come back?

I know it's not true

But I'm hoping

And hope is a powerful thing

I watch as this leader

Trying so hard to be fair

Weighing my life versus theirs.

She has a name.

Eclipsestar.

But as I stand here before her

She looks into my heart

And she might as well be Death himself

Coming for me.