I did something bad today

I think I did something bad, my love
I let my soul astray
I flirted with the lines between bad and worse
I murdered a girl today
.
I held her hands as she wept and wept
Then I stabbed her some more
I tended to her wounds with pretty band-aids
Before I slit her throat

I watched as the light went out of her eyes
As she fought with her dying breath
I watched with a morbid fascination
When she was claimed by death

How young she was! And foolish too
To trust a witch like me
How naïve she was – and gullible too –
And just how vile was her glee?

For she picked roses with her bleeding hands
Blissfully unaware of its thorns
Her perfect smiles, they boiled my blood
And hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

How could she see the sunlight shining
When the skies were oh so dreary
How could she see the light burning
When all I could see was fury

Even when I cast my spell
Her good opinion never wavered
As I lured her into my clutches
With no one there to save her

My love, oh are you sure you want to hear the rest?
For I assure you, it was nothing short of wicked
I threw her down to the tumultuous waves
After I stripped her smiles naked

I took the light that burned within her
And scorched her skin with its melting wax
I chopped her treasured ebony hair
Off with a glinting, silver axe
No use had I for whiny girls
So when I heard her shameful cries, I shushed it
How useless was hope in this hopeless world?
So I took her dreams and I crushed it

In heaven, she dreamt, she’d dine with kings
But from hell, she can rule their waking thoughts
If she’d toughen and harden her softer shell
She could curse their stories with evil plots

I did her a favor, I think
My love, you have to believe me
This world has no such place
For a girl as hopeless as she

I made the right choice, I’m sure of it
For it was the only way
Yet why do I still think I did something bad, my love
When I murdered myself today