thinking

Breathing i your innocence
so close to me
i hold you tight watching my blood drip onto shirt the adreniline is wearing off now. I feel the pain in my lip, i run my tongue along the sides of my teeth making sure i still have them all. Your tears stain my shirt with a warmth of love i havent felt in a while, so young, so helpless. I dont know why i  did it. i could've let him take her. then maybe i wouldnt have gotten my ass kicked. My body feels like i was thrown into a wall, im sure i was at some point. Your small hands in balled fists wrinkling my torn shirt. All i had to do was hand you over and he would've put you in the car and driven off maybe kidnapping you. I dont know. I told you to go hide and dont come out until i find you so that's what you did. while you were hiding i was fighting for my life and yours. The first strike was a slap right across my cheek bone, it took me all of 3 seconds to become infuriated and punch him square in the nose from their my mind goes blank. The rage took over.
all i know for sure is that im still alive and so  are you.
Your too young for this type of corruption that i know all too  well.
i saved you this time but next time your on your own. your not my kid, not my responsibility.
if you have to learn the hard way then its your fault, no one else's.
good luck kid.