I was in a safe place,
or so I had thought,
with your hand on my mouth,
I begged you to stop.
Thinking back on this and my
stomach in knots,
I shove down more pills and
three more shots,
my body is broken
and I am lost,
my innocence was taken
but for what cost?
I felt pain that night,
as I laid there and cried,
and it was comparable to that
of a knife
however of course it was “just
sex” you implied.
You were a friend,
Or so I had thought,
You left me in pieces
And completely distraught.
Consent is important,
It’s a yes or a no,
If someone refuses,
Respect that and go