v: five / TW: SEXUAL ASSAULT.

five steps infront of me is the exit

i am bound by the claustrophobic dealings of this mess

my friends are gone, i am by myself

i am tired enough to deal with this

five strangers, five feet apart

they are all looking at their phones

except one with the baggy jeans 

staring at me.

five hours, school is killing me

my body is tired and i want to sleep

five days i havent eaten well

oh, please, have mercy

five seconds, no time to react

i hop off the train and it rains

and the man follows me 

into an alley, and red

five minutes, the burning passion

of a man tha should burn in a stake

i do not ask for this but

this is what he wants

i want to get away

five minutes i would have been home

five minutes i would have been texting my friends

five minutes i would have been living

but this wretched man infront of me

leaving my fluids drip onto the asphalt concrete floor

smirking as he left my corrupted, rotting body

because all it took was 5 minutes.