I used to break mirrors whenever my rage had overflowed its bottle,

That was until I realised how afraid I was of the chaos.

It wasn't the blood on my fist,

Nor the mess that was made from my outburst that scared me,

But instead the clones of myself,

Their eyes piercing me like needles,

Injecting me with fear.

I was afraid of myself,

I was the colossal wreck,

The route to every problem ever made.

I was afraid of the images before me,

The fragments of aluminium displaying the monster that my parents always warned me about.