sitting here listening
the sound silent voices screaming
keeping me sane at times
I see his face in the glass
hold in my hand
splintering shards
my bloody hand drips for a moment
who have I become
what has become of my rational thought
trying so hard to overcome
this extreme anger seething inside of me
trying to squelch my angst
cannot stand still sweating
my fear and pain explode…
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