The eyes that bore into mine were contaminated with rage  and fear
Her soul was about to be perished and her death near
I wanted to tell her:to tell her I was here
But could I risk it ?
To tell her about the burden she could not bear
That I had been the culprit of her pain
Her destroyer of love and the person who left her heart on flames

Trembling ,my hands touched her wrist
to feel her pulse and the anger residing in her fist
Could I face her,after what I've done
that  had left her withered out and deviod  of fun
Would she ever forgive me for my crimes:
Or will my hands always be...