Vice [part 3]

Another day
Another place,
Three hours distant,
Yet still the same.

No school today
To occupy my mind,
Alone this time
No witness in sight.

No friends around,
Just the silence.
Maybe that triggered
My violence.

I remembered ,
Betrayals & lies
Lie beneath
Porcelain smiles.

Stress pressed on,
I couldn't breathe.
The anger & sadness
re-entered me.

I hate my family,
I hate my house.
In this cloud of hatred,
My heart's fully shrouded.

To avoid making noise,
Yet still relieve hurt,
I took my box cutter
And started to cut.