peeking thru my window from across tha alleyway

i watched a woman beaten verbally and physically

day in and day out i jus watched her cry and and cry at that window

her man could care less about her she was jus sumthing to do

he would be out cheatin and lyin and sumtimes he wouldnt even come home

still in all she neva  thought that he was doin anything wrong

sadden by it , one day i snuck over and knocked on tha door

she neva came to tha door though i jus had seen her sitting in tha window

so i came bak home and looked out my window again and there she was still cryin

i opened my window and called for her but she neva looked up jus continued cryin

i could see her window opened and tha tears rolling down her face

then i seen him come in, eye red and full of hate

she asked him what was wrong and he jus started screamin

she knew he was drunk and he knew she had been crying

he asked her why she was cry and she said its nothing

he looked at her and said yu been speak before i get mad

 still she didnt reply

he slapped her and as her face hit tha ground she knocked over tha lamp

it got dark but  i could still hear him screaming  so i ran over and knocked on tha door again 

once again my knocks went unheard 

i put my ear to tha door but for sum reason the house was quiet

scared of what may have happened i ran to tha alleyway

climbing tha ladder i got to tha window and looked inside but as i did i noticed that tha house was empty

not empty like everyones gone but empty as no one was every there

i stood there for a moment baffled then i looked over to make sure that i was at tha right place

confused i wondered was i dreaming 

as i looked over i seen sumbody peeking thru my window so i jumped down off tha ladder and ran bak over

i was awake i knew that from tha blood trickling down my leg from scraping it on tha ground as i tripped heading to tha house

 
when i got to my house there was nobody there and my blinds closed as i had left them

in amazement i looked bak thru tha window and i seen her screaming at tha lord for what she said he put her thru

i didnt know what to do but before i could respond...

she pulled out a knife and slit her wrist and laid rite next to that window she had cried at so many nites and laid there soaked in her blood and died rite there 

i stepped outside and as i did i realised that tha woman who killed herself was all tha women that i had hurt and tha man who was doin it was me and tha window i thought i was looking out wasnt a window at all it was jus a mirror...