The white light Blinds me to death

by liz   Dec 3, 2005


The light strikes my face
as I walk through the road.
I don't know where I am at
Or how I got so far.

My head rises high up but
I'm in a trance of a sleep.
I am going side to side
thinking of this mystery.

I can't remember a thing
Or what happened to me.
The white light gets closer as
my steps become more heavier to lift my feet.

I hear a sound but I am too weak to listen.
The sound get louder and louder as I stop to breath.
Feels like rocks in my head
I tremble to even think.

Before time gives a chance to let me turn around, The white light of the car tared my head just apart.
I try to think just what happened.
The last statement in my mind were his arms trying to hold me down and his pants unzipped as he tried to get on me.

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