Not mine

"It's not my fucking fault!" i shouted
I realised at once i had made a mistake.
She wasn't rational then and my outburst only snapped the little holding her anger back.
She got up.
I ran.
I knew she was chasing me so i made for the back door.
Ready to go.
If i left now, i wouldn't return.
I could feel that.
So i took my punishment willingly.
And even agreed with her afterwards that it was my fault.
Its not my Fucking Fault!