The Silent Scream

Hall clock, tick tock
front door, knock knock
turn of handle, unlock.

She lies in bed, unawares
footsteps, creaking stairs
back of neck raised hairs.

She sensed a presence next to bed
fear, panic, a sense of dread
afraid to breathe or raise her head.

She feels a hand around her waist
and smells his breath against her face
it's stale, unclean and alcohol based.

He's here to harm she has no doubt
should she plead, or scream and shout
she opens mouth, no sound comes out.

Against her throat a knife is pressed
pull down sheets, exposed, undressed
she tries to forget what happens next......

end rhymerhyming

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Wayne McLellan

Sun 16th Jun 2019 09:34

Thanks for reading guys and taking the time to comment. Don't normally write poems with a dark side but the 1st stanza came to me when I was trying to get to sleep and the rest just flowed.....

jennifer Malden

Sat 15th Jun 2019 15:36

Ugh!!!! Nasty, but well written - Jennifer

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Brian Maryon

Sat 15th Jun 2019 08:04

Now that IS scary Wayne and close to the knuckle!

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Don Matthews

Sat 15th Jun 2019 07:51

It was all a dream Wayne.....I'm happy 😎 Nice rhyming

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