... A Murder
Suicide Is Immediately Ruled Out
No..
No One Couldve Done
This To Themselves
This Was A Vicious Attack
Whoever Committed This Crime
Had Malicious Intent
And Needed To Be Found
I Watched As I Viewed A Bloody Crime Scene
Take Place Before Me
The Front Doors Hinges
Broken
Clothes Thrown Astray
Foot Print Impressions
Showed That This Person Was
Inexperienced
Sloppily They Tried To Commit This Crime
Never Understanding
The Crime For Which They've Committed
Would Too Be Punishable By DEATH!
But They Would Soon Be Found...
I Looked Around The House
And Saw Beautiful Pictures Of Her
She Was Stunningly Beautiful
Her Little Black Book Lie
On Her Dresser
Showing She Had Many Admirers
Could This Have Been A Crime Of Passion?
Or Simply Of Jealousy?
I Look Down At Her...
The Body Lay There Lifeless
Beaten And Gagged
And Wounded To The Heart
The Knife Still Lay In Place
It Took My All Not To Cry
I Was Forced To Look...
Mutilated Mortis....
The Positioning Of The Body
And The Speckles Of Blood
Plastered Against The Bare Walls
Indicated That There Was A Struggle
She Had Put Up A Fight
Easily Revealed By The Dead Skin
And Blood {Not Her Own}
That Wreaked
Beneath Her Fingernails
We Vigorously Searched The House
Hoping To Find Some Clues
Leading Us To The Killer
Uniquely Shaped Finger Prints
Showed That This Wasnt A
One Man Job...
Forensics Would Soon Reveal The Truth
And Then I Saw It...
On The Wall Parallel To The Body
Written In Blood Were These Words
*
"MY MURDERER IS Y..."
*
I Could Tell She Tried To Leave Us Clues
But Who Was It?
Who Had Killed This Girl
Once Vibrant
Now Dead....
Shivers Sent Down My Spine
When She Suddenly Moved
We Figured It Was Just
A Last Reaction
But Slowly Her Breathes
Began...
She Wasnt Dead...
Slowly She Opened Her Eyes
Still Unable To Move
I Ran To Her...
"Whats Your Name," I Asked Her
Poetry.... She Whimpered As She
Struggled To Survive
To Cling Onto The Life She Had Left
Perpetrators
Had Attempted To Kill Her
Trying To Destroy Everything
She Stood For
LIFE...
On That Day.. I Vowed That
The Culprit Would Be Found..
You See..
YOU COULDNT KILL POETRY!!
U Cant Kill What is Unable To Die!!!
I Will Never Let Her Die...
But The Attempted Murderers
Will Be Found...
Tell Me...

Is It You???