In The Corner Poem by Mel. D.

It was a pretty normal day, innocent,
Going into the church's basement
To get the signs out of the closet,
Laughing and joking with him as we went.

But alone in the closet he trapped me
And to leave demanded to have a kiss.
In the back corner I hid desperately
Praying to God for a way out of this.

But he wouldn't take no for an answer
And reached in the closet toward me, grabbing.
I stood frozen in place with terror,
My prayers turned to nothing more than babbling

Then a stranger saved me by coming in,
But I had forever sworn off all men.