Suicide or Homicide?

By: taintedhappiness

Writhing, doubled over on her knees

All because all he pain you have put her through

Heart aching, chest hurting, pain floods her still

Tears falling, drenching her bed, her final resting place

Her anguish and agony continued to show

And as she took out the knife

Few words and thoughts escaped.

Life for him will be better

When I'm out of the way

Was all she thought

And she raised the gleaming knife high into the air

Coming down at her stomach, now enclosed in a black bag

But no one was to know she killed two with her final stab that day

He never knew he had a 3-month son on the way.