Why Did I Walk Home Alone That Night
Never ever walk home on you’re own
Please Make sure you at least have your phone
You never know what lurks after dark
Behind a bush in the dim lit park
Following you on your lonely stroll
Waiting under the bridge like a troll
Take my bag, take my phone, take it and flee
But you want more, you want me
You want this body as yours you see,
Why did I wear a skirt tonight?
I can wear what I want, it’s only right
Now taken and laid flat on the grass
It all seems so blurry, it all seems so fast
The dead but powerful weight gets on top
I can’t even scream, as his pants did drop
I can barely breath with the intense pain
No one will hear me down this dark lane
I’m alone with this monster so ravaging
His touch and manner so revolting and savaging,
Then he finished in almost a rush
A grunt, a growl a scalding gush
Then he whispers In my ear
Tell anyone and you’re dead do you hear?
Then the dead weight lifts off me is it the end?
I’m lying, half naked, in so much pain to comprehend,
He runs off Into the black , like a fox
The darkness surrounds me it almost mocks
How I got home I cannot remember
This month will never end, this late November,
For the rest of my life, I’ll ask why?
Why didn’t I listen? why? I shall cry
When I sleep it shall be restless and of fear
I’ll sleep always with one open ear,
I won’t forget the darkness, the terror
The pain, the anguish the invasion,the horror.
Why did I walk home alone that night?
I thought I was ok, I thought wrong, alright!