Your Murder Poem by Rachel Brewer

Drip, drip, drip, the blood running down the banister,
I yanked the knife out of your heart, and the blood continued to pour,
I let your body fall down, down, down the stairs,
You went ‘splat’ on the living room floor.

Drip, drip, drip, the blood continued to run,
I could see it falling off of my knife,
I wiped it on your white sheets,
I had just taken your life.

Drip, drip, drip, the blood also ran down the walls,
And contaminated the air around me,
I hoped that no one would come home,
I hoped that no one would see.

You should have known better than to mess with me,
You know that I can get extreme,
I knew in my heart that it would come to this,
Come on, you must know what I mean?

You were always being careful,
But this time you weren’t careful enough,
I killed you in cold blood,
And you thought you were tough?

You didn’t even put up a fight,
I didn’t have to do anything at all,
I didn’t realise how easy it would be,
Too easy, to make you fall.

I stayed behind to clean up the blood,
So that no one would know anything was wrong,
I knew I had to cover my tracks,
I couldn’t throw up, I had to be strong.

I moved your body into the boot of my car,
To go and dump you in the river,
The sight of blood pouring out of the sheet,
It really made me shiver.

I though of what I had done,
Of all the people I had just hurt,
I wondered what they would think,
If they saw your blood all over my shirt?

I get to the river and take you out of the car,
I threw you down like you meant nothing at all,
I didn’t realise how heavy you were,
And I didn’t notice how tall.

I saw the river,
Flowing so calm,
Then I picked you up,
I yanked your arm.

I through you over,
Down into the water,
I had almost forgotten,
That you were someone’s daughter.
Then you were gone,
Just like that,
And all I could hear,
Was the meow of a nearby cat.

I knew I had to get out of there fast,
Get out so no one would see,
I had to run, far away,
But would they really suspect me?

Well, it seems they would,
As I returned home that night,
The mob of people and police,
It surely gave me a fright.

I tried to run,
Run away from all the fun,
This would have worked,
If not for the officer with a gun.

He pulled the trigger,
And I felt ripping through my spine,
I collapsed on the floor, and realised,
The sun was beginning to shine.

I laid there and thought to myself,
I wonder where I will go?
I didn’t think heaven that’s for sure,
Where? I did not know.

All I know is that I died that day,
I died, as did you,
I just lay on my back thinking,
Thinking about the beautiful view.

I keep wondering how people knew is was me,
I wondered if anyone heard her?
It didn’t really matter now anyway,
Because I had just committed your murder.