Nothing can be done

I hear the screams
the pain
the terror
there is nothing I can do.

Tears flow down my cheeks
I cry
for me
for them
there is nothing I can do.

Blood on the floors
they are silent
they are cold
I hug my knees and pray
even as he comes at me with the knife.

Screams
pain
terror
death.

There was nothing that could have been done for me.