A/N: Not fiction. Too much "info" to make it rhyme.

Get Home

I was so young and it was fall
A windy day, not yet too cold
The leaves were orange
And beautiful on the ground

I walked alone
In a hurry to get home
I went off route
My first mistake

They’re always after
The very same ones
The ones that can’t fight back
The ones not old enough

They say you usually know them
But that’s definitely not true
For this is just a stranger
I thought it was my mistake

Still I walked alone
I shouldn’t have let my hair down
Something to grab and hold
And trap me where I don’t belong

For years after that
My hair was always up
All of me was covered
And I hardly even spoke

I still walked alone
Along the sidewalk
Through the trees
In the shadow of afternoon

I was stolen away
To another place
Right where I was anyway
Not knowing what he would take

But he pulled me inside
Inside a dark place
Where I couldn’t get out
No, I couldn’t escape

And he held me inside
Inside a bad place
And he took part of me
That I’ll never replace

But I pushed him away
Built up all my strength
That I never knew I had
Looking back, I’m so glad

Too afraid to show
Those that I love
‘Cause I only blamed myself
But I know different now

The bruises they stung
And the cuts never closed
And my shaken legs walked
And finally got me home