His Fault

Her hands trimble
as she hears his
voice.
He is angry again
and she has no
choice.
Her life or his.
Her grip is tight
on the gun.
He tells her, she
better not run
or he will kill
her with his gun.
She drops the gun,
for the fight has
begun.
He hits her again.
Lighting flashes
in her eyes as
her hand moves to
the knife
hidden on her thigh.
He picks her up, so
he can cause her more
pain.
Before he relized
what she had done,
the knife was in
his vein.
He crys out
in pain as he
watches her run away.