I waited for her to come,
To interupt my thoughts-to comfort me.
But she never came.

Anger swelled as pain suffocated me,
Dreched in agony,
waiting...

Time passed by slowley,
As i wallowed in pain.
All the time-crying...

Surley somebody had to care,
If anybodyeven stopped to pay attention,
To my broken heart.

And in that moment,
As the sun set outside the window,
Sinking behind the highway...

I knew what to do then,
If i was dying,
She would have to die to.

Satisfied with this thought,
I thought of a plan,
Because it wouldnt be a secret...

I wanted everyone to know,
It was me,
Who killed her.

Gathering my things together,
I came across an un-opened note.
Curiosity overcame me.

Opening it, trying not to cover it in blood,
I saw it.
My name which I had long forgotten.

My heart ached,
I didn't have much time left to think.
My hands shook.

I lost controll.
Pain and anger took over.
She HAD to die.

12am,
She was sleeping soundly.
As I silently let mysef in.

Unnoticed,
I killed the dogs peacfuly,
Without sorrow or pain.

Then I crept,
Over to her side,
and in one little moment,

Both our lives
were over.
With one little click.

~Charlene Douglas~