that night at the party when you got in my face
the night i told you i needed some space

that night was the beginning of my living hell
here is the story for which i tell

you called me a ***** and slapped me in my face
i pleaded with you to stop, but that wasnt the case

you threw me to the ground and hit me in the back
i was good for a moment when things started to turn black

i awoke in the er all bloodey and bruised
didnt quite remember..i was a still a little confused

that night we went home and you said i'm sorry it wont happen again
that was the night i decided it was time for revenge

a week had passed then that night came
your were angry and pissed i wouldnt let you watch the game

you started to curse and then your hands hit my throat
you started to choke me...i'll kill you ***** are the only word you spoke

once more i begged you to stop, just leave me alone
i tried to call for help but you smashed the phone

im not sure how i survived or when i came too
but i wasnt gonna take this **** no more...i knew what i had to do

the next day i decided what it was i needed to do
it was time to get rid of you

i remember how you looked so comfy in bed
a million crazy thoughts running through my head

but i couldnt forget how you treated me that way
but it was to late you had to pay

so i called your name and woke you with a kiss
knowing the whole time i had to end this

so i looked at you and said now is the time
with revenge in my heart i pulled out my nine

i warned you not to make another move
but you were to dumb so you got screwed

the bullet hit you dead in the chest
it felt good to make you hurt i must confess

but you see i'm not a stupid woman at all
the night before i had made myself fall

so i had fresh bruises and scrapes to show
it was all in self defense didnt you know

for no longer can you hurt me or treat me that way
because i got my revenge on that glorious day

DAMN!

dont be mean to her she'll cap your ass

Wow, as an ex-battered wife, I have had those thoughts, but could never have followed through. Afraid to ask if this was a true story. Well written.

HELL YES GIRL,,,,YOU ROCK.....

Wow,that was powerful.I'm afraid too to ask if it's true.

thanks guys..this was soemthing i had actually written for a great friend of mine...truth be told this story didnt end there..7 months later she went back...3 days later he murdered her....

My God, I was afraid of something like that. So many of these stories end like that. I was lucky and got my daughter and myself out of the relationship, but it took me 10 years. I am so sorry for your friend. I will keep her in my prayers. There is just too much of this going on in the world. I wish someone could have helped her. Take care.

I have no pity for controling people.
Only time hands should touch in violence,
SELF-DEFENSE.

That brings back memories of a friend of mine last year...they were in the middle of a divorce but still living together. He shot her in the head in front of their kids