Poetry a poem

[phantasmor]

i was about to go to sleep last week some time and i had a very vivid vision that scared me and i wrote it down in a poem, after reading some of the poems here i realize how different mine are but i wanted to show this one to more people and found this place today so... here it is:

Victim

The blood trickles down her back​

She wakes up after the attack

She is awake now​

She know not how​

Her screams are heard by none​

For miles around she is the only one​

She crawls along the ground​

Hoping to go far enough to reach a town​

She goes on and an on​

She has no idea why she is drawn​

To one direction more than another​

But she knows she should go further​

She finally reaches a road​

Where she is she does not know​

She follows it a very long way​

She feels as though it has been a day​

All this time she feels no pain​

But when she sees a light it comes again​

She again fills with hope​

She goes towards it knowing not its scope​

When she reaches it she fills with glee​

Until horror she does see​

Blood strewn about the wall​

She realizes she is not safe at all​

She strains to go towards the phone​

But she is not alone​

He sees her and ends her attempt​

She is the object of his contempt​

Suddenly someone pulls up the road​

The driver walks up to the abode​

A loud knock is heard​

The attack is deterred​

He opens up thee door​

The officer asks “what is the blood on the road for?”​

He says “I was hunting today”​

She starts screaming right away​

The man tries to flee​

But the officer shoots him in the knee​

She sees the officer call it in​

But her consciousness is wearing thin​

At last to sleep she gives in​

She wakes up now every day​

And even though her pain has gone away​

The memory is here to stay​