Walking home,
I thought I was safe.
Fear shivered down my spine.
I kept turning my head,
Hearing things that weren't real.

I'm petrified. 

Running home,
Now against a brick wall.
You stared at me.
I screamed and kicked,
And tasted duct tape.

Great.

Your hand slid up,
across my thigh.
The other holding me still.
A kiss on my neck,
I almost collapsed.

Terror struck me.

A threat whispered,
in my ear.
"Stay quiet, or else."
I hushed,
when the tape came off.

Shreiking.

Gun point,
I gave up.
I let you have your fun.
You moaned through my sobs,
Taking your time.

Scarred for life.

Your hands up my shirt,
feeling me up.
You sick pig, drooling.
Your eyes staring into my soul,
My innocence is gone.