The man with the knife
Stands tall over me
His eyes glitter
With malevolence
Bitterness
He is so angry with me
Something I cannot place, I don't know
Why he is angry
What have I done?
I'm blind
But I can see
The silver knife whistling down
Toward me
Glittering its rage
At me
So angry.
Why do you hate me?
What did I do?
Is there something wrong with me?
Go ahead
Kill me
I don't care
You don't care about me
You don't love me
You don't hate me
Don't touch me
Run away
Cruel one
Take your silver knife
And cut someone else
Now is not the time
For me.