If Last Night Never Happened

If last night never happened

Then why am I so scared,

To look down and see the damage

Of my tights completely teared?

If last night never happened

Why do I feel remorse,

For the things I cannot remember

And everything that was forced?

If last night never happened

Then why do I weep so much,

About what I could have done

Had I not have been so lush?

If last night never happened

Would I still feel the way I do?

Would I think the victim a coward

Because she decided not to sue?

If last night never happened

Then perhaps I could still trust,

That every look that I receive

Is not a look of lust.

If last night never happened

Then tomorrow would not be

Another day to get over

The self-image that I see.

I would be well-rested in the morning,

And each emotion would be captioned.

But all of that is gone,

Because last night really happened.


-Emily Street