fight me.

at this point in the clock,
where the hand
touches the dotted line,
i'd welcome
the screams
the yells
the fighting.
keep your ears open,
i need them to hear,
my voice
my opinion
my choices.
fight,
go ahead,
fight for me.
i'd welcome it
anyday,
if it would banish
the silence.

the most deserving monster

why am i putting up with this?

show some spine, have some teeth

rip her to shreds, slowly but surely.

you're alone for now, but not always.

why am i just taking this?

slap after slap, cut after cut.

why don't you fight back?

because you can't for now, but not always.

she'll be sorry when you're through.

this monster is taking a turn on you.