rape

in my birthday suit from the night before
yet to realize someone wanting more.

i step into the kitchen, ready to eat
a man, some stranger is ready to meet.

the door slams open
he rushes in.

should i run? should i scream?
i don’t know where to begin.

before i know it, i’m pinned to the ground.
i feel too worthless, to hope to be found.

he’s gone, and i stay
he ate me away

i find no reason to lock the door
why should i? i’m a certified whore.

how could this happen?
i felt so safe.

but now i sit here,
soul and hymen agape.

let me rot, let me drown.
anyone who survives this

should have no desire to be around.


**side note: i have never been raped. this just came to me during one of my early morning rustlings.