Unwanted battle

Unwilling war at my feet,
The battle of horror which will not retreat,
It is my fault their laying there,
Screaming, dying in despair,
As their saviour I should've held them near,
Instead I led them silently to here,
Swift swords, flying fast,
My loving, peaceful domain is past,
No more laughter, no more games,
Instead they all lie in pain,
As carefully I watch it all melt away,
All thats left is blood thanks to the events of today,
So as the people cry and run to my feet,
I cannot help them so the angels they must meet,
Where they still hold the memories but where theres no more pain,
When they remember loved ones dying and then their fate was the same.