Forced and used.
Do you feel like a man?
Made me disgusted in myself.
Can you sleep at night?
That day hunts me,
I can't sleep and I wish I couldn't dream.
Hurt and pain is what I received.
Did you think that you were helping me?
I want to forget.
I hope your hunted at night,
It constantly hunts me.
Grabbing and roaming hands.
Shallow breathing.
A flash of white as you smile.
Tears sliding down cheeks.
The taste of salt water on my tongue.
A shout ready to come out.
Pulling away and shaking.
I didn't want this to happen.
Laughter and ignored pleas.
Pulling me down.
Tried to run but you pull me back down.
I'm alone.
No one is there to help me.
The sound of someone crying.
A hand placed over my mouth.
Muffled protest.
Pinned down and trapped.
A lift of pressure off me.
Numb.
Looks of triumph and satisfaction.
Screaming inside.
Touching my hair.
I flinch.
Left alone in the room.
Do you feel like a men for what you did to me?
(What do you think of my poem? Please no rude comments.)