I Could Feel Him Poem by Ashley Stone

I awoke to hands
ice cold
racing up my inner thigh
and stopping only when it could go no more

it was another day
it was happening again
he was there
i could smell him

I kept my eyes closed
I'd only open them to a life-sized nightmare
what's the point

He'd only do it again

I could sense he was in the room
like his presence
even without opening my eyes
even before his first touch

Years went by
It happened more often
It almost seemed normal
He didn't need an appointment

Just slip into my room
Whenever he felt like it
Sometimes in the middle of the day

Maybe it was my fault after all
I don't ever remember actually saying no
Maybe I led him on
Who knows