Winter Night

The night was cold, the feeling of being watched was around.
Though there was no clue just where to look, the feeling was coming from all over.
It was sending shivers up and down my body, pulling my coat closer to by body as,
I walked away. Though there was still the feeling of the eyes raking me up and down.
Where they were coming from I did not know, I just knew I had just a few more blocks,
to go. Yet for some reason these eyes the felt familiar to me in a way, like I had felt them before.

The feeling of the eyes stopped following me, yet for some odd reason.
I felt my pulse quicken, that's would be when I heard the foot steps behind me.
That's when I began to walk fast then, I slowly began to run.
I didn't look back I just listened for the sounds of the feet behind me.
They seemed to have dissipated away as I had began running away.

Then for some odd reason I felt as if I was grabbed.
Pulled into an alley way I didn't understand how or why,
This was happening to me, I hadn't done a thing.
Here now I was being held at gun point range.
My attacker in a mask, so I couldn't see his face.

The only hope I had was that I would make it thought this, and
Not have to worry that my life was endanger.
Even thought I knew that it was.
I couldn't help but to try to hope.

He had yet to say anything, he just stared at me holding that gun to my head.
Standing far enough to were I could not reach him.
I was to scared to ask what he wanted, he had the gun pointed to my head.
My eyes closed, wishing for whatever was to come just to come, and not
Have to sit here in waiting, for it to happen.

I heard no shot, but I still didn't open my eyes.
I felt hands on my person instead, and I was sickened with disgust.
I knew what was going to happen. I was going to be raped.
Even though I couldn't see the man's face, not did I care to open my eyes.

He started to get rougher, I could still feel the coolness of the gun laying on my,
forehead. I didn't want to die, not did I want to be raped. I didn't want to feel this,
Way I didn't want to feel helpless. What was there I could do, the only think I could do I kick him. How could I do that with a gun to my head. It was either allow this to happen, or be killed. I didn't want either but I know one of the either would happen.

I accepted my fate, even believing that this wasn't in the cards for me.
He pushed me against the wall of the alley, and forced me to turn around.
My knees they had locked, and didn't want to move.
I was scared, I was more than scared I was terrified for my life.
While my eyes were closed I watched my life flash before my eyes.

While he raped me against the wall of the alley, I tried not to scream out in fright.
That was only because I knew if I did my life would be very well over if I did.
The man hadn't need to tell me that. I could tell just from the look in his eye,
That I had saw, that he meant businesses with what he was doing.
Thought I didn't understand how I was part of that. I was just an innocent bystander in the way of whatever it was. I don't believe I was part of his plan, or maybe I was.

Thought I'll never know, my mouth was bleeding. I could tasted the blood in my mouth.
I was biting the inside the whole time, so I wouldn't yell out.
Once I felt the he was done, he throw me to the grown.
I was tense, scared, and horrified with what had just took place.
He still had his gun pointed at my head, I could feel it there in the air.

The next thing I knew was I heard a shot.
From his gun.
Then I could feel my body slowly slipping away.
You've heard my story, now don't go out alone on a winter night.