Fun Night
It’s supposed to be a fun night
Dancing with friends
Hitting on strangers
Having a little too much to drink
Wearing a skimpy dress that showed off just enough of your thighs to make the guys go crazy
It’s supposed to be a fun night
Until your friends go off to get some drinks and leave you alone
And you’re dancing with some strangers
And you go to take a drink
And suddenly you forget how to stand
It’s supposed to be a fun night
You mumble as you wake up in a room unfamiliar
With a man in between that skimpy dress you once thought was a little too long
And you’re too drugged to do anything but breathe and wait for it to be over
And when it is, you get thrown out on the street alone and terrified
It’s supposed to be a fun night
You think as you walk home ignoring all the calls from your friends
Searching for landmarks that guide the way
But when you get there everything still feels the same
And you wish you just stayed here so this feeling of rot in your chest and in between your legs would disappear
It’s supposed to be a fun night
You weep as you shower in that dress that now feels miles too short
Not wanting to take it off because you can’t stand the thought of being bare even in your own presence
But wishing you could burn it and cover yourself in as many layers as possible
Maybe then you could sweat the fear and the sadness and the anger and the shame all away
It was supposed to be a fun night