Go ahead.
Shatter me!
My glass isn't half full,
it's empty.

I'm just another pretty thing
waiting to be fractured,
waiting to bleed.
You wanted some change,
so watch as my screams now morph me.

Go ahead.
Shatter me!
I'm tired of applying the ice,
set fire to something!

I've been numb for too long,
leaving things to decompose ,
making skeletons in my closet.

Shatter me!
Make me scream!
Make me bleed!
Make me
Make me
Make me break.

cause you can't scare me
if I scare you first.

Crash...
Clink...
Thud...

The sickening laughter fades.
The smile dips down.
The denial ends.

You're scared.
I'm no longer fragile.
I'm a pristine gem.

Her flash-light beamed,
making shadows crawl on the walls.

She gagged at the overwhelming smell,
trying to investigate what was going on.

Then her knees buckled.
Her stomach felt queasy .

Red.
Dark red.
A trail of blood stained the hall floor.

Dull.
Really dull.
A pale hand lay limp from underneath the floorboards.

Click.
She turned off her flashlight,
footsteps echoed from afar.

Click.
Bang!

Her flashlight remained on.