What would you do for a Klondike bar?

I remember just a couple years ago,
Not a sight of the white snow.
I was standing in the street the other day,
Didn't think I would become his lucky prey.
He was watching me play basketball at the house,
I guess he was checking out my new blouse.
When no one was looking he approached me,
He had a gun so I couldn't run free.
He said if I screamed he would shoot me where I stand,
He grabbed me with his dirty hand.
He pushed me up the steps and through the door,
What happened next maybe me feel like a who.re.
He locked the door right behind him,
I glanced at him and he was very slim. 
I started to panic trying to find a way out,
I came to this open room and began to shout.
He came behind me and pushed me on the bed,
I looked around the room and what I saw ahead.
A video camera with a red light, 
He jumped on me and tied my hands really tight.
He taped my mouth so I couldn't make a sound,
I was waiting to be found.
He began to kiss my cheek,
His body weight made me feel really weak.
He took my clothes away,
I knew something was wrong so I began to pray. 
He kissed me all down my chest,
I tried to be strong I really tried my best.
Until I felt sharp pain down in my private part,
I believe this man had no kind of heart.
The pain was so real, 
I could not manage to deal.
My eyes began to close,
I lied there and wondered how I got chose.
The red light was the last thing I saw,
My private part was completely raw.
He unzipped his black jeans and took off his underwear, 
I was so scared I couldn't breathe in the recycled air.
I felt something cold and wet down below, 
I felt like the time was going so slow.
He finally stopped and I was so relieved, 
Until I got something that was forcefully received.
He ripped the taped off my face,
I wish this was a memory that I could erase.
He shoved his penis in my mouth, 
That's when everything went south.
It was so hard to breathe with it there,
But at that point I didn't care about the air. 
He finally finished what he was doing I assumed,
But something wet shot on my body when he resumed.
He got off the bed very quick,
I started to feel very nauseous and sick.
He threw a towel on me and said,
"Clean yourself off and my bed".
My eyes opened and rushed to do what I was told,
I put my clothes on I was cold.
He gave me a Klondike ice cream bar and started to say,
"This is our little secret, don't tell your family or I will kill them, okay?"
He unlocked the door and I was free to go,
That day was traumatic and a lot happened that I didn't know.
I kept my mouth shut for years,
Every night I would shed some tears.
I began to write it all down,
Now people know why I avoid that side of town. 
I was taken and molested by you, 
If you read this poem you would know what you read was true. 
~Shaneer Henry~