Bullet for her Valentine

She walks home every day
Hoping for a call that seems to far away
"I'm sorry" he would say
"Sorry for hurting you"
But that call never comes
She only gets the call that says
"I'm drunk"
"Come and get me now!"

No mother to mediate
She gets in the car
And drives to the broken down, shabby little bar
She looks at the scars and cries
When she sees the anger in her father's eyes
She knows what is to come
It has once, twice, three times been done

She tries hides best she can
Runs but is found again
But this time the road is a dead end
His fists hit hard
Her ivory skin turning blue
He tires and gets in
"Lets go home"
Now its almost 2 in the morning
What else can she do?

He crashes she cries
Outside on the front step
Her tears fall and dry
She dosnt want this anymore
She goes to her father's dresser drawer
Pulls out a handgun
Loaded for sure
She goes to the garage and closes the door
No word for goodbye
Only wanting to die

Finger on the trigger
Pointing to her head
She dosnt hear a gunshot
But shattering glass instead
Turns to the eyes of a stranger neighbor at best
His brown eyes beginning to bore
Her soul
"Dont" is all he says
Coming trough the window
Took the gun held her tight
"I called the police, its over tonight."

The red and blue lights promise her comfort
It ends tonight she sighed

A year later she has a new home
New parents that love her that would never do harm
She goes to his door step
Lays down a box with a note and a knock
She leaves

Coming to the door he sees
The box contains a bullet engraved with words
These
"You saved me."
And on the note what it said
He never knew the wind took it away with a gust that blew
Simple the little words that he already knew
"This is the bullet that almost killed me."
"This is the bullet that brought me to you."
"You saved me that night, forever I'm thankful."
"You saved my life that Valentines night, my life and my heart."
"This bullet is for you my Valentine. My guardian angel."
"I thank you.For giving me back my life."