crash

shatter glass

on the floor

                        window

                                          bed

smash

his body

on the ground

                              unmoving

                                                   silent

flash

of red

of skin

               on his body

                                        on his fist

at last

he stops

he sobs

                 and leaves

                                       again

he wasn't always

like this

this bad

                 but it only took

                                                 a drink

till it all started again



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