Horror breakdown
Cough, splutter, cough and stall, the car comes to a stop, you didn't check the fuel tank, you haven't got a drop
Stuck out in the wilderness, it's dark your all alone, cant call for anyone, no reception on your phone
You know you past a garage quite some time ago, do you try to walk it back, it seems so far to go
Gathering up your inner strength you decide you have no choice, the cold air instantly freezes you, the cold air takes your voice
Slowly you trudge up the road, the wood sounds fill the air, creaking, wood and moving bushes, it sounds like someone's there
You stumble on a piece of wood, the floor cracks off your bone, wincing from the searing pain, you realise you’re not alone
He grabs you by the throat, he lifts you off the floor, pawing at your clothing, its plain he's after more
Pinning her to the ground, his fingers search her shape, his kissing, licking and biting her, his breath is on her nape
She tries her best to fight him off, it's a battle she can't win, he will have his way with her, his lust it knows no sin
He spreads her legs and enters her, he fucks her hard and rough, pounding her with every stroke, he cant get enough
She closes her eyes, and tries to block it out, to erase it from her mind, thinking of her boyfriend and how he is so kind
He then begins to pick up pace, he's just about to cum, he starts to howl just like a wolf, whilst clawing at her bum
Tap, tap on apon her skin, it feels so out of place, she opens up her sleepy eyes, to see her boyfriend face
"Dont forget to fill up your car, before you leave tonight, you dont want to be stuck in them woods, cause that would be a fright"
Was it a dream or a warning, of a rapist, just hiding there in wait, what if she'd run out of gas, would this be her fate.
Later that night she goes to leave, but first she fills the tank right to the top, making sure she'll get through the woods and have no need to stop
Cough, splutter, cough and stall, the car engine just goes dead, alone again, in the woods, with him inside her head
Ron