Cutting

As I cut, nothing happens,
It feels good to release pain.
I have never liked water, but
Outside there’s nothing but rain.

It pours off the house.
Again I feel like a mouse.
He made me feel so small.
And he got to see me bawl.

As people pass, no one notices.
I continue to cut but no one cares.
I’m not like everyone else,
If I were there would be stares.

Scissors slice
But I don’t think twice.
My heart feels relief.
As I expel my grief.

To destroy the one I hate.
Just as he destroyed my fate.
As I cut up his photograph.
I just sit here and laugh.