Murder she wrote

When she was lying shapeless
Feeling empty and reckless
Twisted smile savored her flexes
All she could save was her reflexes
After the myriad thoughts pinned
The tyro of emotions sinned
She felt left, cheated and betrayed
The solvency of love was ill layered
Cryptic thoughts mustered no terpedity
The line went dead losing her identity

She rose to walk through the door
There were umpteel folds on floor
The area reeked of unkempt desire
There was arena of agony and ire
The subdued emoticons failed to express
Then it was the deathwish to impress
She felt she tripped and fell in well
But awoke and found the heart knell
The thread of life strangled her completely
She found peace in embracing death remotely