Being raped feels like being uncomfortably high on a drug you did not want to take in the first place,
And now you are taking more because he is telling you to relax,
But all-in-all, you just want to fucking scream'
And tell it to STOP,
To get out of your bloodstream,
To get the fuck out of your system,
But screaming and freaking out, will only make it worse ,
More intense,
More, more, more
Of the bad you do not even want.

Being raped feels like underaged drinking,
And getting alcohol poisoning
You keep throwing up just thinking about consumption,
So you keep heaving and heaving,
Until you are throwing up again;
Ashamed,
Embarrassed,
Disgust,
And disappoint stain your skin,
Making you queasy,

And here you are,
Dying to rip your flesh right off your bones
Rip, rip, rip
You scrub off any remaining marks,
And hold your stomach as you fight off your urge to barf

"How could he do this to me?"
You keep asking yourself over and over,
As if it was even your fault-

Being raped feels like there is no escape,
And you are just laying there,
Squeezing your eyes so tight,
Hoping that somehow,...