My  eyes

A strange statue was watching me
With her eyes of hard stone.
A sensation of fear starts to come.
I tried to run away
But her eyes were following me.
I turned back and hit her
I hit her with all the hate I had
For her.
I felt then how the hits
Were overwhelming over me
Each inch making me suffer.
I didnt stop
I continued and suddently
I felt I couldn't see anymore
Then I realised
That it was my eyes.