Literature
Bully
I stood in front of you,
a hint of condescendence in my eyes.
A devilish smirk distorted my face
and my heart burned with the intent of hurting you.
Slurs shot out of my mouth,
sharp and jagged, in one violent flow:
Fat.
Stupid.
Freak.
Inferior.
Worthless.
Grawlixes decorated my taunts.
With each insult,
the anger boiled hotter,
hatred tainted my heart further,
until I could contain it no longer.
My fist launched itself towards your heart.
Smash.
The sound of glass shattering into a million pieces.
The mirror cracked.
I gasped in pain
as I see staring back at me
hundreds of the same pained eyes
and crystal tears streaming down
on bloodied