Your Diamond Eyes

As i look to your diamond eyes,
I see the passion of hate,
You felt so cold,
Like a unwanted life,
Taken for no reason,
No reason at all.
The blood dripping from your hands,
Dripping from the place your finger nails used to be,
A dripping blood,
That wasn't yours.
I seen the clothing,
The shirt covered in blood,
The shirt that looked so familar.
The fear of being next,
Still haunts me til this day,
I watched you take his life,
Thinking that you'd finish me after,
But that look in your diamond eyes,
Said it all.
You did it because you cared,
You knew what he did to me,
And you knew there was no reason why,
So you took that silver blade,
Cut and watched him until he died.
But there's something else that haunts me mind,
A simple silable,
A simple question,
Why?
I asked you questions,
You never gave an answer......

Until i told you,
That i was scared,
You finally said,
That i shouldn't be.....

I woke up,
Wondering if it was all a dream,
An illusion.
But it felt so real,
I could see the knife,
I could hear the drip of the blood,
I could feel the strip of fear,
But was it real?????
I sat down,
Stared into the wall,
Thinking who are you?
Why would i dream of such a thing?
All i could focus on,
Was who are you?
So i decided to get dressed,
And assume it was a dream,
But as i look to the floor,
Of my own bedroom,
I see the exact same shirt,
With the missing scent of blood.
So the last question of mine now is,

Was it me????