Weekly Poem

A Better Tomorrow

Here i am
hands forced over head

my body
i tremble
weep, tears.
He yells “SHUT YOUR TEARS”
He has one
move
my pants.

i couldn’t bare

Wishing
Praying
He entered.
Every
Thrust
He

the last stab

i grabbed

feeling

alone

Sirens

“YOU TELL”

and
“NEXT TIME…”

my head

my heart i felt

a car stopped
his badge
finally felt
i closed my

A

Better
Tomorrow.