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The Night


I’d change that night.

The night the demon entered

All I could do was cry as he came to comfort me.

I didn’t notice he locked me in the room with him.

Getting closer and closer.

As the demons clammy hands slid up my pants

I began to hit with fear by my side.

I wanted to scream so loud so that the demon can leave.

But he began to say they won’t believe you.

I kept on hitting with strikes to his face.

I ran to the door but it was locked

Then all hope was lost as he reeled me back in.

I’d change the night…

The night the darkness lasted for eternity.

I cried oceans that night as he took my innocence.

I’d change how useless I feel.

I’d changed how scared I am.

I’d change how his beady eyes and smile smirked haunts me.

I’d change it all.

The silence stays but I’d change the night that I was and forever will be

Useless…

My lips are sealed with threats and abuse.

And tied to torture with beasts around.

Today I know the night still stays

But in the end I’d change the day.

 
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