Wait
Did you just
Made me happy?
Made me feel loved?
Made me feel special?

Isn't that what friends are for?

i hate that you’ve seen,
every bit of me you could.
i hate that you’ve touched,
every bit that you did.
i hate myself,
for being touched by you.

i hate my body,
as it’s a constant reminder,
of what you took from me.

i hate me,
because i can’t escape the vessel you violated.

you’ve penetrated my mind,
poisoning my thoughts.

i can no longer look in the mirror,
for fear of seeing what you saw.
whatever it was you saw,
drove you to destroy me.

so now,
i hide away in shame.
i hide so no one sees what you saw,
in hopes they won’t do the same.

Take me to the
Back row
Back room
Back door

Touch me
Where I said no
Pretend and act
Like you don't know

That these
Tears
Aches
Cries
Are from you



© Sofia Villagrana 2020

I can't see him,
but he's still here.

he's still on me.

he won't let go.
he won't let go.
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