Untitled (suggestions for title greatly appreciated)

by Laura   Aug 24, 2005


I sit in my room
With darkness all around
And all I can hear
Is the horrific sound

I hear heavy footsteps
Above me upstairs
And I pray to God
That he'll hear my prayers

Please make it stop
Please make it go away
But subside it does not
So I continue to pray

I know he's been drinking
I can hear it in his walk
I hear some glass shatter
And in my mind I try to block

I block out all the words
All the hateful things he said
And my fright starts to grow
As I sit on my bed

I hear my mom scream
Hear a thud against the wall
And I pray harder to God
Please, answer my call

Don't let him hurt her
Please, not this time
Don't let him get away
With yet another crime

I want to intervene
Want to help my mom so
But to do this
Would be my fate, I know

My hear starts beating faster
I'm feeling quite strong
I can stop him this time
I pray that I'm not wrong

I run from my room
Sprinting up the stairs
And with them I forget
About all of my cares

The only thing on my mind
Is to save my mother's life
Even if it means
To sacrifice my own life

I run at him from behind
Grabbing at his neck
My mom's huddled in the corner
She looks an awful wreck

Her eyes grow with horror
As he throws me to the ground
I'm trying, I'm fighting
But my fate I have found

He stomps to the closet
And pulls out his gun
My feet are frozen to the ground
But my mind's telling me to run

In a final selfless effort
I leap to cover her
And as the bullet hits
My world becomes a blur

I fall to the ground
I'm slipping away
My mom's begging, pleading
Please, try to stay

I grab her hand in mine
And look deep into her eyes
As I comfort her cries
We say our last goodbyes

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