Eva sat on her chair..the back so high

as to reach in the air



she instilled in her mind...her memory bank

what had taken place..ten minutes ago....can she even remember what had taken place

the house upside down...like a basket case..



she feels the drips upon her legs...not paying attention...with dismay

what has she just lost....at such a high cost

what had happened...did i drink to much....

my husband he came and caused such a fuss



next thing i know...i'm on the floor...

crawling and grabbing and reaching the door.....



now the warm stream of blood...stinging my eyes

i feel as though i'm dying inside...

somebody help me....i'm not deserving of this

i pay my bills and i love my kids...



the drip on my leg ...there it is again

my god it's blood...i think it's from him



the shard of glass...from the vase...that he cracked in her head

came from the nightstand...next to the bed...

now clutched in her hand...oh so tight

there was struggle...a really bad fight



now i see him...my eyes now clear....what in the world..has happened here

he's on the floor...like a ***** pile of clothes

that **** eaten grin...half crooked smile

i killed him dead ...he hurt me bad

such a wonderful life....we used to have....

now there is nothing....nothing but sad...



next time around..i will pick the right one...one that won't hurt me

and make me to run...

i love you sweetheart...is what he said

the night before last .....just before we went to bed

the drink t flowed..oh so freely..now my husband is dead

and wish i could see him



i love you to...my dear..when your in heaven...think twice before you...

pick up that chair...your violent temper..always so near...

i hear them coming in the distance ..the police that is...right this instant

i must ready...... before they come

as she leaps from the staircase...one last look at the sun

rope it tightens...she is no more.....she has again reunited...
with the one she adores