Oct 24, 2003 02:01
Cold unknown fingers stroke my spine.
His hard fingers dig into my thigh,
Burn my mind.
Caressing me...
Molesting me...
A one night jaunt for him,
A nightly occurance for me.
I sit up scared,
But see that I'm safe.
I will try to sleep.
Roll over and he stares.
Cocaine smile on parted lips.
“Lay with me” he whispers.
Hand comes up and grabs my throat
Other one explores.
“No one will ever hear you if I don't want them to.
They never do.
You won't scream will you?”
I never did,
I tried but it escaped me.
I never do.
They would never hear.
I never will.
They are nervous by what I've known.
Hand squeezes tighter as I struggle.
Everything becomes dim
And slowly leaves.
He mumbles something
Though I can't hear anything.
But somehow his zipper pierces its way
Through the blood pounding in my ears.