That Day
I can't seem to get it out of my head of that day
that dreadful day
that gloomy day
where it happent, how it happent, and why
that day a nice day but raining day
it was dusk when it happen
to think clothes was so important to lose a beautiful part of my life over clothes
it almost happen
fear is what is in me
I see his face when I sleep, in the store
it happent as followed
awalking trying to find an outfit
I want in a store and tried on a few things
he touched me and I didn't want him to
I though he was just playing around
I laughted an uneasylaught and then asked him to stop
he won't
I asked again
he them put his hands in my pants
I can't leave, he won't let me
I can't shout he kissed me
I fought
I just think help me
he stop
his boss enter the store and leave
he give me an outfit
I hate it and him
I leave just walking
I cry but can't tell
don't tell
just think
I am afried to have a guy touch me
love me
confort me
I can't do anything
weeks later he calls he said sorry and he was just playing
I tell my aunt and one other
she want me to tell grandma I can't I won't
months later I tell her
she is upset
he is gone is what I tell them but he is not
he is there in that store forever
and so am I
all because of that day
Copyright © Dominique Williams | Year Posted 2006
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