The Dream. Poem by amanda piscopo

it happened in the moring on a day tht i stayed home from school.
i had the scarest dream ever,
tht now i dont wanna leave my room, never.
it was about 3 guys,
rapping me and taring me apart,
and now im scared to look into the world because getting raped hurts my heart.
one was bauld and one had a hat the other one i couldnt tell,
but wht happened felt like i was living in hell.
i couldnt excape, i couldnt run,
they were having so much fun,
taking turns making me cry,
now look wht tht dream did. it makes me hope to die.
my dreams coming true,
i dont no wht to do,
im going insane,
and i even felt the pain,
how can i live?
with this huanting me?
why? why me how could it be?
im terriffied to walk alone,
and terriffed to go to then den in a place thts my home,
i was crying,
becuase it came true and he took my sholder and i felt like dying.
there was two and one came from my right side,
and i felt like running to hide.
the other came on my left side,
and i felt his touch and my sholder calide,
in my dream i told my self it was true,
and i woke up from being scared not noing wht to do,
this is happening,
hour by hour,
i wont be able to sleep,
because this is in my mind, so deep.
i dont want to sleep noing i could wake up in another place,
it makes me cry with tears coming fastly down my face.
i wanna die,
i cant keep this traped inside.
i just dont no how i excaped,
from being raped.