• The blood on her hands seemed unreal to her.
    The knife on the floor seemed like an elusion.
    She looked at her helpless victim lying cold.
    The blood circled around him.

    What led her to do this; you may ask.
    His lies, threats, and cheating.
    She gave him too many chances.

    Soon the rage began to build.
    And the murder seemed just too easy.
    She wanted to hurt him like he hurt her.
    She didn't mean to kill him completely.

    Now she see's him lying there.
    No pain he feels.
    Her tears fall down her cheeks.
    "What have I done?" she whispers aloud.
    She looks back at the knife on the ground.

    She takes the knife in her hand.
    Seconds later she lays beside him.
    The exact way he lay.
    Lifeless and cold.
    WIth blood around her
    Both the murder and victim lay.