I didn’t mean to kill her.

She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time,

And still my mind thuds with pain and regret,

Guilt, because she was a friend, not because it was a crime.

I didn’t mean to kill her.

My head whirls, thoughts of sadness taking over my brain.

I frown and smile, I laugh and cry,

I feel I’m going insane.

I didn’t mean to kill her.

If there was another way, if there was another path,

I would’ve taken it,

Now I despair, with the feeling and aftermath.