Late night at a strange club,
Stumbling around, feeling dumb,
People with faces blurred,
Alcohol with soda stirred.
Drink, drink, till she loses count,
Dance, dance, till her head starts to pound.
Short dress, riding up her thighs,
Drunk men, getting high.
Predators watching this naive, unsuspecting prey,
She's weak, they think, so I can have my way.
Her mother had told her before she left home,
It's dangerous out there, don't stay all alone.
But mom's just mom, she had thought,
Heard it all right, but she forgot.
Then a tall man comes her way,
Offers her a drink, she says 'okay'.
Drinks, drinks, drinks are all the same,
Gulps it down, oh, what a shame.
Out of the corner of her eye, she sees him smile,
It's nothing, she says, I'll only be a while.
Her head starts to spin, what a wonderful buzz,
Her heart, in her chest, starts to pulse.
So when Mr. Tall asks her to dance,
Drunk, swooning, she accepts his advance.
He leads the way, backs her up,
Into a corner of that shady club.
But with hardly anyone else around,
In her delirious state, she frowns.
Her attempt to push him away is a waste,
Now she thinks of it- the drink had been weird to taste.
Should've listened to mom, her thoughts scream,
But she can't, her arms are weak.
Her fear fights back, as she drowns,
But her attacker is stronger, he pins her down.
Why? she thinks, as he kisses her neck,
Repulsed, terrified, her mind is a wreck.
She tunes out the rest as he pounds into her,
Overpowers her as she twists and turns.
Does her will count for nothing?
Are all women men's playthings?
He leaves, she's broken, lying on the floor,
Picks herself up, walks out the door.
Still doesn't know his name,
Can't properly remember his face.
But stared into his soul too deep,
Cruel and beast-like, it makes her weep.
Shivering, shaking, takes a cab home,
Looks around in her purse, doesn't fine her phone.
The cab fare has risen, she pays so much,
But it's still nothing compared to his unholy touch.
She cringes as the cabbie hands her the change,
Looks at him, sees a monster in his place.
Enters her warm home, still feels naked,
Lights are on, mom is still awake.
How was it? Mother asks, smiling for she doesn't know,
The poor girl covers her face, and falls to the floor.
Mom is worried, her daughter is in tears,
She just confirmed all her worst fears.
Let it go, it's too big a shame,
Mom tells her to forget his name.
And that is the story of how a girl, innocent and all,
Became not-so-innocent after all.
