by Ryan P. Kinney

SMACK
The hand hits hot across my face
I am sniveling, crying, shrinking
POW!
You are not a man. You are weak.
The words never come from her mouth
But streak across her fists
Lay buried in between layers of her spoken words
BLAMMO!
I don’t love you. I don’t trust you.
You were never good enough
Never strong enough
Never what I needed when I needed it
I’m done with you
You are worthless
Pathetic
  CLICK CLICK
I pick up the knife
I will ******* **** you

Instead, I just close the mirror
Shut the door
And stay right where I am