It was quicker than light
It was over before it even started
I saw her
I killed her
That was it.
I walked up to her
And bam
The knife pierced her throat
She grabbed my wrists,
Trying to pull away.
She looked like she might scream
But she was unable, for the knife was blocking her from doing so.
So she sat, hands on my wrists, mouth wide open,
Before I ripped the knife out
She fell to her knees,
Looked down at the ground,
As blood streamed from her mouth
She fell down, face first
In the pool of crimson water
I walked a way
Without a thought
Of who she was
Or who she used to be