Mirror
When u look in the mirror wat do u see i see the spitting image of me but is she free the spitting image of me or locked in a frame tht only displays the images that stand in its way does it have a soul tht cant control the images it reflects i bet if it could it would change the reflection it sees today drops of blood flowing from a knotted swollen face a crooked nose tht he punched out of place black eyes swelling tight a bag of ice wrapped in our children\'s tights yes its me his wife tears of anger an shame i am always the one he blames