I always see him At sevon o’clock at night. He comes to me aggressively And gives me a strike. Worn out from the blow, I sit down in fear. All alone with my own shadow And noone to hear. Then he strips me naked. “Oh Lord! Why give me this curse?!” If I show any weakness, He’ll treat me even worse.  When he enters in, He goes strong and fast. I never asked for this!       Mom knew I could pass.  “Stop!” I yell, And try to break free. But he only makes it worse, Going faster while I plead.  Two minutes later, He leaves me there to suffer. It doesnt matter because I know that Any words....... I cant utter.  What did you think I was talking about? Not rape I know! Just describing this long ride home On my late night train flow.  Brandy D