Blood Waters

Waters pass at my feet.
Red waters.
Blood waters.
A body floats past me.
I stare at it.
My face,
unmoved.
Inside my head,
I am frozen.
I am screaming for me to move.
But I just stand there,
Looking,
Seeing.
I look up.
And there is a bloody sword pointed at me.
I look at it and in a flash,
The head of the man was off.
I look at the bloody katana in my hand.
It was me.
All me.
I looked at the screaming villagers.
There heads left there body's.
It was me.
The cause of these blood waters.
It was me.