The First

She thought of him,

And thought of his words.

She thought of his last words.

She thought of his last breath.

She thought of his last grasp.

She thought of his last gasp.

She could not think.

She could not think of him.

She could not think of what she had done.

It would just bring tears.

And guilt.

Oh, how it would bring guilt.

For he was the first one that she had killed.