M's Poetry
Blood On Her Hands
Blood On Her Hands
She scrubs her hands so fast
She cries out to no avail
She hopes for mercy but know none will be found
She tries to forget the last hour
She just can't block out the images
She wanted to do always what was right
how did it turn into this?
blood on her hands....
She cleaned the floor over and over
she wanted to erase the memories
why wouldn't the floor shine
it used too....but not anymore
She called me explaining her story
She wanted someone to hear her truth
that it wasn't really her fault
that there was blood her hands.....
She said it was an accident
he said, she said and before she knew it
a butcher knife had found her way into her hands
a gun into his....she went for his hands
he fired a shot right into her stomach
she fell back against the counter
crumpled to the floor....he went to finish the job
she tripped him up
grabbed her knife and just stabbed his back
until she felt no movement
she looks at all the blood on her hands.....
She dragged him out the door and set him beside the trash
but now she has just realized what she has done
and no amount of cleaning or scrubbing
can't get his blood off her hands.....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
She scrubs her hands so fast
She cries out to no avail
She hopes for mercy but know none will be found
She tries to forget the last hour
She just can't block out the images
She wanted to do always what was right
how did it turn into this?
blood on her hands....
She cleaned the floor over and over
she wanted to erase the memories
why wouldn't the floor shine
it used too....but not anymore
She called me explaining her story
She wanted someone to hear her truth
that it wasn't really her fault
that there was blood her hands.....
She said it was an accident
he said, she said and before she knew it
a butcher knife had found her way into her hands
a gun into his....she went for his hands
he fired a shot right into her stomach
she fell back against the counter
crumpled to the floor....he went to finish the job
she tripped him up
grabbed her knife and just stabbed his back
until she felt no movement
she looks at all the blood on her hands.....
She dragged him out the door and set him beside the trash
but now she has just realized what she has done
and no amount of cleaning or scrubbing
can't get his blood off her hands.....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
