The night before

A very short story, a who done it maybe, or not as the case maybe

Sitting on the edge of my bed
head bowed, trying hard to remember
the night before.

Had we fought?
eyes sore, I looked down at the floor
strewn with empty beer cans and cigerettes.

Carpet stained, with red puddles
a knife I hold in my hand
dropping it, it clatters on the floor
splatters bloodstains up the wall.

A tear runs down my cheek
footsteps approach my door
loud

Knock Knock

Arrested now, bound in chains
if only I could remember
the night before.

Reviews

[cfix]

I love this one, This is wonderful.
I love the first two stanza's.
Nicely written.

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometime we can lose control. It is not a good thing. Can do terrible thing when in a un-controlled rage. I like this poem. The description was very good and the ending very logical. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Undying Glory]

cool work, a story written just like a poem. this sure was short but with lots of deep impact. i sure enjoyed this a lot! awesome

[Cynthia]

I LOVE it, I love mystery, and its such a short, simply interesting, and god, thats such a nice write! A Fun, and great write, I love it!

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

I like it, short, clean and simple

[Marie Harrison]

Ha! Very clever and funny. I like it.

[Ladysue]

A mysterious write...this was intriguing...very nicely done...

[shelbylugal]

o.O whaaaaat?! I love it! It has a mysterious touch to it along with an actual mystery. I love how you exaggerated the Knock Knock. If it wasn't as big, it wouldn't have hit me as hard as it did. All in all, very nice poem with beautiful imagery and even a nice way of showing characteristics of the man