Hey I haven't posted in a while so I'm a little rusty so go easy on me. I wrote this poem as if Lilly was watching the last moments of her life. This is a ONE SHOT Poem hoping you enjoy it. I'd really like to here your opinion on this one so please R&R! Tanks!

-Corrie

I watch as I try to lock the door,

Only to trip and fall on the floor,

I cry out for help and get to my feet,

Knowing this was my final defeat,

He unlocks the door and I grab my son,

Knowing what was about to happen could not be undone.

My childes screams my husband's shouts,

He's telling me that I need to get out,

I flee to the back door,

My heart pounding to its very core,

In my head the panic is rising,

In my heart the terror is prying,

The back door is jammed in place,

A look of horror spreads slowly across my face,

I search like a madman for an escape,

And then I hear the fall of my husband's weight,

I know the half of me has died with him,

I look down in my arms and know that half still lives with in them.

My son looks up with fright,

As if he can sense what was happening that night,

I know there was no escape for me,

But I know my son could still be free,

I turn and run up to his room,

Quickening my stride as we here a loud boom,

I lock the door and scream a cry,

Kissing my son a mournful goodbye,

As I bend to set him down,

I know that end has come for me now,

The door is blown open,

As my killer comes in,

Hoping my love is a tight enough bond,

To save my child from his evil wand,

I hear his voice ring in my ears,

And finally confirm my deepest fears,

I fall to the floor,

In my ears I hear a roar,

I feel the pain and through my tears,

I see him near,

And then he turns away from me

The pain is blinding I can barely see,

I scream for a life that isn't my own,

I scream for my baby, who will soon be alone,

I see a flash of green,

And here a another scream,

I feel my soul leaving me,

But not before I see him flee,

My eyes half open of what they normally would,

I turn my head the best I could

My eyes rest on my crying son,

Knowing my life is finally done,

I cling to my soul begging it to stay,

But death consumes me and I remain where I lay.

Please R&R.