…I run as fast as I can
I dare not look back.
I know he’s going to come after me.
I must not look back, I must keep on running.
How my tired feet will endure,
I have to.
The twigs and branches and the leaves of the low trees
Brush and scratch the insides of my flesh.
Torn my shirt and blood stains all the rest.
…I stop to regain my strength
I heave a long breath
I can hear my heart pounding
Beating the rhythm of my lungs.
Then I hear him, calling my name.
I dare to look back and I can see his silhouette.
I need to run again.
I run as fast as I can.
My feet in remorseful pain.
I can feel the damp mushy earth
I did not realize the pouring rain.
Right in front of me, his stature.
My body began crashing on the dampen hearth.
I struggle to get away, but I can’t.
Too strong, that my body ached from fighting.
He began to straddle on top of me and hungrily his eyes devouring me
My eyes in a blur from the pouring rain.
I can feel the rain all over my skin
All over my body, naked by all means.
The cold unforgiving rain drenching my skin…
His eyes cold with lust and want,
On top of my shivering body
His face once I call beautiful, now a picture of a beast in heat.
His menacing laughter,
Echoing the silent screams of the cold damp hearth…
…..cold, cold, rain…wet dripping buckets of water…
… .. . …
……. My eyes fluttered and regained the scene.
My body lying on a hammock;
Got rained on.
…A dream from my afternoon nap.
Time to wake up,
It was 5 o’clock.