Blackout

heart racing

is it the blood, the adrenaline,

or the fear?

it's dark and cold in the community bathroom

as he pulls off her tank top

and pushes her to the ground

thud.

head thumping,

hands shaking, her pants slide unbuttoned

black out,

come to

and back out again

her intestines seem to throw themselves

inside out

as if they are screaming to get away

just as she did

her heart sinks to her chest

blood pools on the floor

bruises form on her body

and she can't see straight anymore

head bobbling

legs weak

he leads her to another room

laughing

black out

come to

it's not a dream.

it's not a dream.

but he's gone.

it's over.

for now.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

This one puts you exactly in the middle of a rape from the victim's point of view. The staccato delivery and rapid fire images force the reader to conjure the scene mentally. Totally horrifying. The last two lines divulge a greater truth. The assault itself may be over, but the victim will relive it mentally for the rest of her life. Very well done.