I can feel your tongue on me,
Wet saliva on my lips, cheeks, chest, legs.
Everywhere is shaking,
From hurt, anger, dizziness and loss.
No more innocence or smiles,
Because you are moving back and forth.
It is a sensation I have never felt before,
And I don't like feeling it!
You stuff a sock in my mouth,
To muffle the screams for people not to hear.
HELP!
The words won't get past the fabric!
I can feel the sweat dripping down your body,
And it makes my spine tingle!
I cry,
And you lick away that tear.
I try not to cry anymore,
So I don't have to feel anymore of you!
The friction of our bodies,
The feeling of you inside me!
It all makes me so sick,
And I have no more desire to live!
You make a noise,
And now I wish to get sick.
Something slips out of my mouth,
I'm not quite sure what this alien noise is.
It came out without me saying,
You take out the sock.
The noise comes more,
And I shake uncontrollably!
What is happening,
With both me and you?
What is it,
What are you doing to me? !
I see the stress on your face,
In your eyes I see the fear in mine.
I wish for this horrible ordeal to soon cease,
The sensation is now pain.
The heat of our bodies,
It's no longer barable!
You make more noises,
As do I.
More tears,
And more of your tongue.
Black fades in on my sight,
What is happening now?
My body is becoming weak,
And I can no longer stay awake.
I fall into a deep sleep,
I wake from the feeling of someone staring at me.
I gently open the lids of my eyes,
And there you are.
My rapist, my used-to-be friend,
You kiss me, and I flinch.
My body goes limp forever,
The last thing I see is you.
My rapist....My murderer,
The last thing I say.
Before I go into the eternal sleep is.....
HELP.
Great work I like the part about the fear in the eyes really makes a lot of sense.. The beginning is nice also.. Great piece Tiffany KRISTA
I cannot say that I enjoy reading poems like this, I don't. The crime of rape is such a dispicable act, but sadly, it is a fact of life. Your poem emphesizes some very strong emotions, fear, anger, shame, a feeling of utter helplessness. You have written a very good poem about a disgusting, perverse act... I give it a 10. Richard
'There are some on this earth who deserve death.'
for someone so young, you hold a smoking gun. very good write. a ten for your pen
Amazing.. This poem is so direct, so descriptive.. I could picture everything as I read.. Great write.. Takes alot of courage to write about something so sensitive...
a graphic narrative, vivid imagery, strong and direct to the point... in effect it's very affecting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
GOOD LORD! ! ! ! ! ! This is scary! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! scary magnificent! ! ! ! ! The emotion is SOOOO strong! ! 10+ 10+ 10+ 10+! ! ! ! !