She
She dreads the late night journey back home
She treads the path in the dark all alone
She feels the demons hiding all around
She clutches her purse so she can feel safe and sound
She prays to the deities above for a safe passage back
She tries to remove it out of her head, this night pitch black
She feels the cold night around her starting to compress
She knows if anything happens, the bastards will blame her dress
She thanks the gods for the streetlights for the vision gives her strength
She sees the demons in the dark, the ones before she had felt
She blames the government, the sadist male, the society in denial
She holds her phone in her hand, all the important numbers on speedial
She has a strong urge to call someone, a friend
She wants the person to talk her till the paths end
She collects whatever courage she can muster
She nears her home, starts walking faster and faster
She thanks the gods for the safe passage home
She enters the door, delighted to see her mom
She collects her thoughts and puts herself back together
She knows she'll have to go through this tomorrow and maybe forever....
For she is just an ordinary girl fighting an extraordinary battle each day.
