Quiet is Violent

 i haven't met all of me  yet.

new beginnings should start on the inside

 it still hurts even when i close my eyes

 I  Am Falling Apart Again.

  The desk was a mess. It had been  organized  less than an hour ago, but once again it was filled with papers, medical reports, post- it notes, drawings and  three disposable cups that once held strong black coffee, which didn't have a change to cool down before being swallowed  in just four  sips , having enough caffeine to keep the Detective Inspector  up until that time.   H is shift was supposed to have ended 40 hours ago, but he couldn't leave the office yet. He and his team have been working on that  investigation for a month already, without any progress. And even though he had been part  of  numerous investigations, that one had been somehow more intense and more fascinating, making him wanting to stay up until  late almost every night , being at the office almost 24/7. But regardless his passion and curiosity and desire to solve the murders, by the end of the day they'd once again ca me up with nothing.   T he first murder had happened a month ago. A body was foun