Rape: The Victim

That night I crawled in my bed,
my face and mind were full of dread.
I had only wished it was a dream,
But I knew it was reality.
I was in denial,
I could not believe god put me through this trial.
I was at this party with my friends,
And who other then Zack, was in attend.
See, i always had a crush on him,
but my chances were slim.
I was three years his age,
but I was just as mature as his sage.
He never really talked to me,
but at the party he asked me to flee.
We went for a drive in his car,
and stopped at a secluded bar.
I was scared as he touched my thigh,
and slowly made his way by.
Violenty rubbing me, I got scared
I said no zack, this isnt fair.
He did not listen,
he just kept on kissin.
I could smell the liquor on his breath,
as he continued to undress.
I kept sayin no,
but he held me down with his bows.
I couldn't believe this was happening to me,
as I tried to plea.
He spread my legs wide and dove right in,
my head began to spin.
The pain increased,
as zack continued his feast.
He was killin me slowly, by the means of rape,
as he rubbed my beautiful curved shape.
As I cried,
I could feel are bodies collide.
Finally, when zack was through,
he dropped me back off and said thank you.
What am I suppose to tell my mom,
when she asks me where these bruises came from.
I was only fifteen years old,
but my heart already began to unfold.
I didn't know who to tell so I left it alone,
and at night i continued to groan.
I didn't tell anyone until I met chris,
he opened up my world and brought peer bliss.
So i told him my secret, yes i did,
and he comforted me like a kid.
He helped me seek help for my problem,
and put zack behind bars,
but I will always remember that night in the car.

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