Off Rosetta Ave

*Possible Trigger:  Sexual Assault*
 
My mother
told me
to never walk alone
at night.

I never
listened to her
until I got a good fright.

He grabbed my hair
from behind
and pulled me down
with force.

He straddled me
and covered my mouth
with no remorse.

With a knife in his hands
his words were
“I won’t hurt ya, if you play nice”.

With my life in my hands
my thoughts were
should I roll the dice?

I closed my eyes
and stayed still
while he groped my breast.

I could feel my heart beating
and the anxiety
adding to the stress.

He tried unbuttoning my pants
but he couldn’t
and I could feel his discontent.

Stay calm, stay collected
waiting for when
seemed like torment.

There!
His body shifted
so I slid back
and kicked his face.

I got up,
dug into my purse
and sprayed his eyes
with mace.

Turned around
and ran as fast I could
screaming.

What a nightmare,
I wish
that I’d been dreaming.