The Victim.
ianthepoet
Buckinghamshire, United Kingdom
The Victim.
I waited hesitatingly as the blood dried
was it a
crime that besmirched my record
or was it
something trivial like writing
with my own
blood and using my finger
revenge was
sweet, however I sweated
it out until
the law arrived fearing the worst
my tongue
was dehydrated and lay near me
all was
fading slowly, my vision blurring
the bluing
and flashing and discover I am
the centre
of attraction slipping away
to another
world, where I'll be finally pain free
yet another
victim of a serial killer.
My last
effort my head rolls to the left and I
see another body with a knife plunged into its chest
retribution
was sweet, I had killed my attacker
the case was
resolved and with my last breath
I sighed
with relieve as I expired to the other place.
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