The sound of shattered mirror breaks my gaze....
As I stare at peices of me....
My hand drips with blood.....sprinkles of red hate hit my bare feet...
Punches to my head make my eyes water..
Punch again..and again...committed to my task
Bloody marks on my face
Blood flows from my skull
The sound of fist on face is my release valve
Spattering the wall, sprinkles of life..
I sit on the edge of the bath..head in my hands..
Breathing heavy...blood still flowing freely from my nose....I feel so hot..
Blood hits the tiled floor...
My blood covered left fist a reminder of my abuse..
Chunks missing from my argument with my reverse Image...
Droplets of shame surround me..
