I sit there waiting as he walks in
He stands in front of me placing one hand on my cheek the other on my thigh
Pressing his lips on mine
Tangling his hair on my
He strips me down to the bare skin that was bruised and scared
He takes off his shorts ready to mark his territory once again
I try to speak but he doesn't allow it
There is no love in this seemingly passionate scene
I try to resist him
Yet lay there letting him violate every inch of my being
For I've run out of hope
Being to young to understand how wrong it was
Not picking up the clues
When he said this could be our little secret
He closes the door behind him
I lay there paralyzed from the pain
Tears like rivers running down the side of my face
Suppressing the memories in attempt to hide from the pain
To only come back after being forgotten for all this time
Only for me to realize there is no such thing as hope
Certainly not for me