Annie Are You Okay?

A Poem by Ms.Rodgers

She sits, and she breathes

It's an evening like any other

Or that's what she thinks.

He sits, and he waits

It's just a matter of time

A matter of time before his opportunity appears

The streetlights are dimming

Into the night, the daylight is swimming

Tree branches dance

Away the sunset does prance

The TV is on, muted

She hold a book in her hands

Legs crossed at comfort in her apartment

He waits, he's dressed for the occasion

He's ready

He's ready to make his move

The night is growing

Becoming silent, almost knowing

It's as if the night can feel it

It's in the darkness, that everything fits

She's unaware of the coming danger

She's unprepared for what will soon happen

She relays the events of her day

He enters into the silence

Footsteps ghosting along the floor

Ready to make a disturbance

Her scream shatters the night

It's a sound of pure fright

She runs for the table, fighting for her life

Trying to overcome the man with a knife

Her shrieks fill the night

Her hands clawing worthlessly for his face

The burn of fear deep in her chest

His laugh rings throughout the room

The knife solid in his hand

He makes his first move

Her screams fill the room

Knife entering her chest

She meets her doom