I Don'T Have a Title For This

I don't have a title for this But I promise that fear won't become my rival from this I won't let a horrible moment make me suicidal from this I have a lot to get off my chest but I don't have a title for this I refuse to be broken so I'm trying to stay strong but the flashbacks of what happened, are making every day long I need to use this anger for something productive and not destructive I need to find my own closure and allow peace of mind to be my justice a night out with friends turned bad on my way home 2 guys approached me while I was on my own They asked if I had a lighter, I told them I don't smoke, then one grabbed me while the other searched my pockets He didn't take anything, but he touched me inappropriately and there was nothing I could do to stop it I've never felt less of a man because I froze when he put his hand down my jeans I felt too embarrassed and humiliated to try and scream It only lasted about 30 seconds to a minute but it replays a lot in my mind I'm taking it one day at a time, but I promise that I will be fine I'm letting this be known because I don't want to bottle it up and have it affect me at a later date I'm trying to not think about it too much, because my mind won't allow me to remember the guys face I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing Even though I was broken that night, I won't allow it to cause me continuous heartbreak I don't know if I'll talk about this again because it makes me uncomfortable Never again will I allow myself to be this vulnerable I'll smile again and fear won't be my rival from this This was difficult for me to write, I'm sorry that I don't have a title for this