He didn't get me

The doorknob is twisting
I run towards my room
He’s in the house now
I feel a sense of doom

I can hear glass break
As he throws a bottle at the wall
I close and lock my door
Before he gets into the hall

His steps get closer
As I huddle in my bed
His twists the lock doorknob
As I cover my head

He bangs on the door
Screams at me real loud
Says he always lied to me
Says that he was never proud

The rage in his voice
Scares me more then his pounds
I scramble off the bed
Fall onto the ground

I run around my room
Try to find a way out
I try to ignore the hurtful words
As he pounds and shouts

There’s no way to escape
No where to run
I walk slowly towards my closet
And pull out the stolen gun

I’m tired off listening to him
Tired of being abused
I use to think he had no control
Use to think he was confused

But now I know better
He’s messed up in the head
I can’t put up with it anymore
One of us needs to be dead

The door flies open
He walks in with a twisted grin
I can tell by his face
He’s going to murder me at the end

But now I’m in control
It all depends on me
I control our futures
It depends on what I see

I pull out the gun
Slowly at first
Then anger sweeps through me
I feel like I’m going to burst

Finally there’s fear in his eyes
And relief in mine
The clock is getting slower
Now is the time

I pull the trigger
And at the bang he turns blue
It takes a moment for him to notice
That my aim was true

I hit the floor hard
The fall takes my last breath
And finally I’m free
I smile at my death