Approaching ever so closer, defenses up
Behind her a shadow dancing on midnight darkness
Silent streets the only audience at the scene
a massive shadow nearing towards her
limited options as she senses the shadow suffocating her thoughts from forming
Refusing to allow any force to break through her boundaries
Unbeknownst to her due to blarring earphones
A voice calling out for her attention
As the shadow keeps up with her pace to only be halted by being quickly sprayed in the face with pepper spray
witnessing his dark shadow lay still sinking into the cold pavement in agony
In shock as she sees her handheld pocketbook
she left on the train his hand
As she stood still, drowned by the devastation
The harsh reality of trespassing boundaries without warning