What Should I Do Mommy?

My mind races back and forth deciding what should be done.
Should I go run for help from the police,
or will they say that I was the one who did this?
We both know this one is on you.
That you became enraged after I told you I would not go to the store for you.
You started with your normal name calling,
piggy, lazy fatass, worth less, waste of air and space.
Then when I put in my head phones to block you out you became physical.
You pulled out my head phones yanked me by my hair across the floor.
When I did not scream out in pain your rage was brought to a new level,
after kicking me several times you left the room,
and I tried to sit up and make sure nothing was bleeding or broken.
Then you came back in you nostrils flaring and your face beet red,
in your hand was the knife.
You told me that if I did not stand up and get my ass to the store right now that you would stab me.
I tried to stand up but my legs would not suppport my weight, so I fell.
That was not what you wanted so you came at me holding the knife out,
I thought you were going to stab me so I tried to grab the knife from you, and I did.
That is when the real struggle started.
You tried your best to get the knife out of my hands, grabbing with one hand and punching me with the other,
but then your foot slipped on the tile and your body rushed foward onto the knife,
the knife piercing you straight in the chest.
Now I sit here in shock holding your limp body, because you have died in my hands.
So what should I do, mommy what should I do!?