my attempt at a vignette

Written by: Charlie Murder

in a way i am lonely...stuck even to the wall like a fly surrounded by the swatters that intend to kill me...
why did you let them hurt me?
you had the knife
you just watched as they beat me into a barely living lump of blackened flesh
why did you let them? after all the times i saved you
                you stood back and watched.

 inspired by Sandra Cisneros