In an Alley

In an alley, where the feet begins to wander,

Lurked her to the darkness

which seemed to be endless and blinding

enough for one to encounter.

As the breeze howls, the night gets colder.

With every footstep, she delivers fear

and regret on why she took up that way.

Getting close to the end,

she saw two silhouettes from a distance,

watching her closely as she walks.

She didn’t take it as something that’s normal.

But, what she only wanted was to go home.

Everything happened so quickly.

As quickly on how she ran in the opposite direction

as the silhouettes began to move.

But, it’s too late.

Pinned to the brick wall, she pleaded.

But there was nothing

except for her cries in the deafening silence.

She knew that she should’ve trusted her instincts

when she sensed danger within.

She never asked to be touched inappropriately,

to be harassed, and to be in that situation.

But, there’s nothing she can do.

As she was left in the alley,

everything else was stolen from her too.