Her breath hitches between each gentle kiss he places upon her neck.
Sighs and moans begin to fill the room.
This is all she really knows anymore.
It's all he seems to want now.
But she doesn't have the strength anymore.
Once she says no, the light touches become rough.
She puts on a smile, along with more makeup.
The thought that he won't do it again replays in her head each time.
Again.
And again.
Tears fall out of her brusied eyes down her busted cheek.
"what did I do wrong?!," she yells to the moon.
But she did nothing wrong.
The walls feel to be closing in on her now.
She can't breathe.
He has her in a corner.
When will enough be enough.
Sirens and yelling fill the air now.
Then everything goes silent.
It's over now.