Numbers and Bullets

Here I am once again
Writing with my pen, counting to ten.
1,2,3,4
Wait there's someone at the door
Please don't be him
Please don't be...
Jim
Oh great, I'm in for it now
looking at me, calling me a cow.
He closes my door
I fall to the floor
5,6,7
I was in heaven
But I've fallen to hell
And there's noone to tell
He's still shouting at me
Can't you see, you're hurting me
Frozen inside, nowhere to hide
I beg, I cry
"You're going to die!"
He grins
The bullet hits my skin
8,9,10
And my heart never beat again.