All Alone, 11-19-09

Mommy, I know I left you here. Ring ring went the phone, Little did we know never again would I answer Ring ring went the phone. I was eating breakfast when Open slammed the door, That morning how strongly I would have denied I would end up on the floor. I tried to scream, Mom, I really did. But he had me. . . He used my garden tools to beat me. He had me. Those tools used to bring me so much joy, But his purpose was to aid him. I had loved greeting visitors with garden so green It's not the tools' fault though, I don't blame them. I shielded my face with my hand, But soon that was broken. . . The simple trowel was my doom, All too soon, my face shattered and broken. . . There was blood everywhere; Mom I was so scared. To stop fighting though, I never dare. The sleek black laptop I had Been given for Christmas Which held all of my Favorite pictures of us, With it and my purse, He ran away, Not knowing I wouldn't Be here today. The white-washed walls Of the hospital room Only all too well reminded Me of Amontillado's tomb. I left you in the hospital Though. All alone. . . They caught him, have comfort, Even if you're alone. I'm sorry Mommy, I didn't want to go. . . But who ever gets a choice? I had to go. How little did we know, that One day, ring ring, Never again would I answer That phone, ring ring.