Hard Hurt to Heal
I was in my building's hallway,
In front of my apartment door,
When a stranger made me his prey,
Pushing me down onto the floor.
I screamed and then he beat my face.
Blood was in my eyes, but I could
Hear doors open, then close someplace.
Hoping for help did no good.
When I woke up, I was alone,
Bloody and bruised from the attack.
I knocked on doors of neighbors known.
But no neighbor answered me back.
My neighbors choosing to ignore -
In ways, that really hurt me more.
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