Scream

One of the many poems I wrote back in high school:

Inside the club is alive
Yet outside it seems dead
The lights are flashing
Bright and red
After so many drinks
A miserable pain in my head

I stumble outside
Tripping as I walk
Them a man stops me
He says he wants to talk
I try to walk away
I'm thrown on the sidewalk

I scream in shock and pain
But he silences me
I struggle and kick
Trying to get free
He pulls me into an alley
Where no one will see

I try to fight him off
But he is too strong
What he's doing to me
Feels so wrong
He won't let me go
It takes so long ...

I couldn't move
I couldn't stand
All I could remember
Was the smack of his hand.

I wrote this back in October of 2004.