Wife

A
fight
tonight.
I
hear
them
scream.
This
is
not
a
dream.
There
is
blood
on
the
walls.
I
see
him
crawl.
Her
eyes
filled
with
hate.
He
has
made
it
to
the
front
gate.
She
finally
lost
it.
He
crys,
she
laughs.
He
pleads,
She
lets
him
bleed.
He
never
cared
or
meet
her
needs.
He
has
hit
her,
now
its
her
turn
to
return
the
favor.
She
hits
him
one
last
time.
That
night
she
took
his
life.
She
really
hated
being
his
wife.