I scream
My sentences are like daggers in his chest
I don't realize the pain they cause until after it's done
He tries to hide the hurt
His words shake on the edge of tears
I look at his face, twisting as he tries to hide what he feels.
I am a monster.
I look in the mirror and see a pretty face with a mind that can tear you apart at the seams.
I want to rip apart my insides.
I apologize but it's no use.
You can't take back a bullet.
