He Was Not A Stranger

It has been years since this has happened to me.

The horror of it all never seems to flee.

I went out on a date with this nice looking man.

He was so endearing, I thought that we were friends.

We went to dinner; he treated me so well.

He was such a gentleman; my heart quickly fell.

The way home from our date, he pulled off the road for a kiss.

I turned him down gently, things turned with a twist.

No longer was this person being sweet and kind.

It seemed as if he went straight out his mind.

He did not seem to hear me when I continually said “no.”

I wanted him to stop, I just wanted home to go.

I thought to myself this just cannot be.

He is taking off my clothes and he is raping me.

My mind went blank; my heart went numb.

Then up went my knee out the car I then run.

I am sorry to say I did not fight back in time.

He has taken from me all that was mine.

I am sorry to say I did not fight back in time.

He has taken from me all that was mine.

My trust, my dignity, my body, peace of mind.

The thought that all men were no longer kind.

I did not report it, I just tried to forget.

Everyday it still haunts me; I have to admit.

Confusion and shame made me keep it inside.

Now I regret that I did not nail his hide.

Please do not be like me, if this happens to you.

YOU have the right to fight back too.

Run and get help, tell the police about this man.

YOU have the right to press charges, take a stand.

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