Blood on the Wall

Unable to see my hand in front of my face
Edging my way along the wall
Mind racing, what am I doing in this place?
Slipping, taking a hard fall

A foot slipping across the floor
Glimmer of silver in someone's hand
Crack of light through the door
Stab of a knife, striking at my gland

Stripping off my leather coat
Wrapping it around my arm
Keep the blade away from my throat
Gather my wits before he causes harm

Realization, blood on the wall
Tripping over someone on the tile
Crashing into the stall
Cold, been dead a while

Another slash of the knife
Quickly moving away
Out for my life
Not going to die today

Swinging the belt, striking with the buckle
Catching him in the eye
Punching in the throat with my knuckle
Trying not to die

What in the hell am I doing here?
Dodging his knife
I only stopped for a beer
Fighting for my life

Belt becomes garrote
Life slipping from his soul
Giving all I got
His face...someone I sent to the hole