Untitled and Old (2007)

So she walks that street,

With a bottle of booze, and a bucket of pain.

It’s midnight,

And her blurry mind can’t see a thing.

She didn’t want to be one of them,

Only came for that lame old band;

Not to smoke and snort,

And certainly not for him.

His broken car chugs next to her,

As he orders her inside.

Stricken with fear

Or maybe curiosity,

She can’t even cry.

An evil stench flows from his window,

As she freezes in his sight.

He tugs at her and yells to her,

She now fears for her life.

He tears her innocent body,

And despoils of her youth.

Then when he’s done, he tosses her,

And only they will know the truth.

She drags her feet and clenches tight,

As makeup runs down her eyes.

Silently she wanders home,

And hides herself inside.

Three months later, still no one knows.

With nightmares every night.

She cries herself to sleep inside,

As she hugs her pillow tight.