Hands off

Don't touch me again you do not have the right.
I'm allowed to have an opinion without us having a fight.
I disagree with words and turn and walk away.
without the slightest thought
you put your hands on me then say

" I am always right
do not go against me
or you'll feel me again so just try it and see"
" f#@$ you i say
you will not have me this way
For I am no more yours
and you've had your day"

As I walk for the door
I feel a pain in my side
and sounds of blood rushing
like the setting of the tide.
I cry out for help but no one can see,
and the woman who did this smiling down at me.

as I take my last breath
i pray for God to give me strength
for I know not where I'm going
because I've never had much faith.
well world this is it
I can say no more.
for my breath has run out,
and she's run out the door.....