I brung her back into the ally Like leading mice with cheese. I cut the body parts into peices Like a slow mouse, eatting one peice at a time. I cried, for i had not wished this upon her Harm, Death and Blood, Smeared on the floor, Like a mouse, leaving crumbs everywhere. I picked, and threw the peices away One by one. Like a mouse, moving step by step I walked home, Slowly opening the door. Sqeeking like a mouse when scared. I Washed off my hands, for it was drenched in Blood And for it also, smelt like Death. I slepted, Hoping, none of this happened. I awoke, slowly. to quickly find out, That i had murdered My love, in cold vain. I cried, for my last. Mouring, Beliveing, it had all been a dream Only to find out, I've left her alone, To suicide in my mind. For I, Had killed her, in my own pittyfull pain. I had no intention to do harm No intention to Kill, None to Hurt. But i made my best, to make her last breath A life-long Rest. NOTE: I'm abit rusty on writeing poems, so please rate me. I'll do better next time around. thanks.
I liked the imagry, it was dark, and ritch in color and sound. There is a little bit of choppyness in the flow but it's good. I liked it. hehe.