What Have I Done?

I've done wrong,

I'm now doomed.

For I destroy without mercy,

I struck and it fell into the sea.

My hands with blood,

In the middle of destruction.

My mind is trying to brood,

But it just won't come, the incarceration.

I stared at my blade,

I measured its face.

My hands held it tight,

Yet it was trembling all right.

How much damage is done?

Words can be so destructive.

More powerful than a gun,

More brilliant than a detective.

I wanted to say sorry,

But they made it sounded funny.

I covered my face,

Weeping in agony.

The painful part of the debacle,

Is me being the perpetrator.

The rest of the cast,

Staring at me aghast.

A million dollars, please Sir!

A thousand flowers Madam!

Please accept them please,

Then I shall die in peace.