I'm sorry he said as his hand reached out to help me off of the floor.

I promise I won't do it anymore.

I'm sorry he said as he sees my eyes fill up with tears.

My baby girl you have no more need to fear.

The long sleeves I wear because I often get cold, I always say.

I wear sunglasses because the sun rays.

These are lies I tell people whether or not they believe me.

I know he will stop I try to believe.

I'm sorry he said after saying words he knows he can't take back.

Self control is something I know I lack.

I'm sorry he said as the bruise begins to form upon my cheek.

I won't do it again, help I will seek.

He's acting different and I can tell there's something not right.

His hands wrap around my throat so tight.

He removes his hands, shoves me against a wall then pulls out a gun.

I know what I did, I know what I've done.

I'm sorry he said don't mean a thing yet I believe everything will be alright.

I'm sorry and promise this will be our last fight.

I'm sorry he said turn your head this isn't something you should see.

I'm sorry he said as he pulls the gun away from me.

I hear the gun go off as we fall to the floor; it feels I was stabbed with a knife.

I'm sorry he said before the end of our lives.