Stuttered Apologies.

I run from the killer with a frightening velocity.
You see the blood on my face, the result of monstrosity.
Pounding on your window, my heart thumps in my chest.
Candle in your hand, your auburn hair such a mess.


We run to the sitting room, I cry out the story.
Hysterically shreiking of the attack, ever so gory.
Starlight leaks in from the cracks in the closet.
I hide, but not well. You try not to vomit.


I look to your face, the light spattering here or there.
Suddenly I'm ashamed I didn't handle my own affair.
My love, my best friend. You're terribly nervous.
I'm disgusted with myself, you didn't deserve this.


There's a knot in my stomach, and tears in your eyes.
You clench my wrist and whisper for silence.
For what I'm about to do, I require no guidance.
Footsteps strut ever so quickly into the room.
I can guarantee he smells your perfume.


Cursing myself for my lack of intelligence,
He waltzes towards us, ever malevolent.
Creeping up to the cupboard, his breath stale.
The blood drains from your face, you're so suddenly pale.


His hand on the knob, I shove you back.
Here comes the courage your father said I lacked.
Dagger in his hand, and my chain on your neck,
The door flutters open, and we become a train wreck.


I understand you were afraid, but you shouldn't have screamed!
I had you hidden so well, your location undreamed.
Stuffed into the coat I had bought you last winter,
The worst thing you would've gotten is a splinter.
I jump infront of you, blade to my stomach.
For that move, the killer stares to me, dumbstruck.


Only for that moment, you had an advantage.
More than anything, I wish you had grabbed it.
Blood leaking from my gut, he grabbed you instead.
That's when the guy started fucking with my head.


My fingers came intact blindly with a lamp,
Soon, with sweat, did our fight become damp.
Blundering around to shred me some more,
The knife slit your neck, pushed you to the floor.


Hitmen have no hearts, or he would've felt something.
Seeing you stare up in agony, your blood gushing...
Onto the hardwood fell every drop.
On the last few pints, your heart had to stop.


Before you were lost, my battle was over.
Speared in the throat, I wouldn't recover.
I lay next to you, in our scarlet puddle.
Stuttering my apology, together we huddle.


That night was our last, the full moon shone bright.
The last thing I saw were your blue eyes losing light....