"I feel sick to my stomach,"

She said as she saw what she had done

Her hands painted red with guilt

Panicked, she decided to run

Down the street she fled

With tears in her eyes

She will remember this night forever

As the night her innocence died

As reality sinks in

Like the stains on her shirt

The gun still in her shaking hand

Her colorless skin still burnt

She knows that she cannot undo

The things she has done

She knows she will never forget

The face on the other side of the gun

The guilt pulses through her skull

She cannot escape the pain

The feeling is just too strong

And she knows it’s way too late

"He’s dead," she said to herself

In a low crackled whisper

"No one will ever believe me"

She knows no one could forgive her

"If only they all knew the truth

I know I could set things right”

But no one would ever think

He’d do what he did that night

He was a star,

An ideal citizen

No one would ever think

He would ever give in

To drugs, and alcohol

And peer pressured things

He never realized the

Harmful effects it all brings

To him, sex was nothing

Just another game

He was in out and gone

He’d never even ask her name

She was just another girl,

That he’d met at a party

He took her upstairs

Where he planned to get naughty

But no, she was different

She resisted his high school charms

Things started to get a little rough

She was pinned down by strong arms

She tried to fight

And struggle and scream

But he smacked her hard

He was too drunk to see

When he was done,

She was still unconscious from his forceful blow

Everyone else started to go home

They didn’t even know

What had happened up in that room so sick

She woke up with a start

With a bruise on her face

And a knife through her heart

She heard his footsteps

Coming up the stairs

Drunken poundings on the steps

Blood drying in her hair

She pulled herself off the bed

And put back on her clothes

She knew what had happened

She wonders if anyone else knows

The knob to the door

Slowly turns to the right

He stumbles in and sees her

She is overcome with fright

He comes towards her,

In a sick drunken rage

When she pulls out of his sock drawer

A pistol and it sets the stage

She’s panicked

And stricken with fear

Her hands are shaking

As she stumbles over cans of beer

Her finger on the trigger

Threatening his life

But she’ll never forgive him

For what he did to her that night

Now she has the power

To steal back from him

Her purity, for his life

She knew this thought was grim

Her sense was clouded

By her vengeful rage

Red light from the bedside clock

Dimly lit up his face

Angry and scared,

She heard a shot ring out

Pushed back by the force

Of the bullet coming out

He fell to white carpets

In slow motion it seems

His hand to his chest

Red death slowly seeps

Through his pale blue shirt

Her eyes widened with shock

She did the unspeakable

She watched his lifeless body drop

Like the leaves

From the late fall trees

She collapsed on the floor

Blood soaked up in her sleeves

She crawled to his side

To see if he was breathing

She put her hand to his chest

All he was, was bleeding

Not knowing what to do

She paces the dark room

Should she call the police

Or leave him in his doom

She saw her crimson clothes

And sick feeling rose up inside her

She couldn’t stay here long

She knew the police wouldn’t believe her

She ran through his door

And out into the chilled night

A full moon shone above her

“What he did wasn’t right

He stole from me

The one thing I can’t ever get back

Maybe the thoughtless bastard

Deserved what he got”

But the guilt she had within her

Did not yet subside

She will forever be haunted

By the night her innocence died




 
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