Open Invitation
“Come here.”
I stagger, weight pushes me
“It’s okay.”
Is it?
My eyes are hazy, my mind
Is wounded
“Don’t fight it.”
I want to,
I can’t
Get off of me, Help
Are these words mine?
Are these cries mine?
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?
You wanted me so bad.”
No.
No invitation
No reason why
Because of my short dress,
High heels
Is this what I deserve?
Have you no self control?
Close your eyes
Think of home
If only home didn’t feel so far away
Who gave you the power?
Who gave you the right?
Who told me I couldn’t stand up and fight?
“Clean yourself up.”
Ill try, I will
But to wash away pain
And disgust
Will take years
“Tell anyone and Ill ruin you.”
I know you can, I know you would
I’m a liar, I’m a slut
But only because of you
You took my light, my innocence
Everything was for you
I’ll be congratulated for being the one you chose
As if you were a god and I was your sacrifice
I didn’t want this
I said no
No invitation
All you saw was
‘open invitation’
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