ALONE IN MY HOUSE – Poem By Annette Tarpley
Alone In My House... Written By Annette Tarpley
Alone in my house, you forced your way in.
A stranger to me, I knew I would lose and you would win.
I ran to my bedroom, a shelter with a locked door.
You forced your way in, you threw me to the floor.
You got on top of me, I let out a scream.
I pleaded with God, please help me, let this be a dream
You slapped my face, and said, “Shut up bitch.”
My body started to tremble, my legs started to twitch.
I knew this was a game, it was about power and control.
I felt fear and humiliation, he was sucking the life out of my soul.
He pulled out a knife and said, “Don’t make a sound.”
I stifled my scream, I looked for a way out, there is none to be found.
Using the knife he tore up my clothes.
He manhandled my body, he punched me in the nose.
Forcefully he took what was mine, and not his.
I was crying in disbelief, thinking is this how it is.
It seemed to go on forever, I could feel each forceful thrust.
I so wanted to scream, while thinking, be quiet you must.
At last he was done, he left, I was naked and exposed.
I grabbed for the phone, while searching for some clothes.
The police finally arrived, and they took a lengthy report.
They said, “Ma’am, can we call someone, you need some support.”
It has been 10 years, since my sexual assault.
It plays through my mind, somehow I think I was at fault.
He robbed me of a pure innocence, that I cannot retrieve.
My only solace is his imprisonment, it’s my only reprieve.
© Annette (Wengert) Tarpley
*Dedicated to the thousands of sexual assault victims globally, as well as those I examined, as a Forensic Nurse Examiner for 15 years.