Sludge caked in my throat
I don't want to think of it
Fire burning in my heart
I don't want to think of it
The memories suck the air from my lungs
I don't want to think of it
The blood drains from my face
I don't want to think of it
Dirty fingers touching my chest
I don't want to think of it
Evil lips on my neck
I don't want to think of it
The thick smell of sweat
I don't want to think of it
Fighting back his voice in my head
I don't want to think of it
The trust that was destroyed
I don't want to think of it
The guilt chained to my soul
I don't want to think of it
The disgust of my own flesh
I don't want to think of it
The taste that will never leave my mouth
I don't want to think of it
I don't want to see it
The flashbacks make me sick.
I don't want to feel it
The pressure between my thighs.
I don't want to think of it
My best friend raped me.
But I do.