By: Kelly Biego
March 25th 2007
The sun kissed my body.
It was a beautiful day.
I felt great,
Until I saw him looking my way.
I closed my eyes
And wished him gone.
I looked back.
Still standing there, was John.
He stood still
As though he'd done no wrong.
Though my skin began to crawl
I told myself be strong.
But each time I looked back
Still staring was the perve.
I felt his desire.
It shot right to my nerves.
The past flashed in my mind.
Overwhelmed with fear
I again was a girl of only ten.
My eyes welled full of tears.
I couldn't stay here
Feeling so disturbed.
Again he had won
As I ran for comfort.
I put myself together
And coached myself to continue.
I'm no longer a girl
But a strong woman of twenty-two.
I gave it a second shot,
Trying to gain my concentration
And act as though nothing happened;
Letting go of this dwelling hatred.
I tried to overcome this fear
But my eyes continued to avert
To the hilltop
Where I would expect the perve.
He was gone
I wouldn't let him belittle me.
He doesn't deserve life
Nor to see me so weak.
Again I did see him
But I did not move.
A strong woman am I.
This to him, I will prove.