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Jan 2019
i hate that you know me
I hate that you gripped my throat,
pushed me down and tried to control me
Your touch was an acid burn and
your mark permanently etched itself on my skin
Your fingers traced my lips while quieting my cries
Making me forget to release the breath I’ve been holding
I black out—
And you curse my absent mind
Because me blacking out took away the fun in your game
But that didn’t stop you from taking the innocence in my name
When you’re finally finished, I’m starting to wake
But my eyelids stay pressed tight to avoid the nightmare of you pushing me down again
And I hate that you know me
And every time someone mentions your name,
My legs shiver and quake
And the mark you left starts to burn once more
Anya
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Anya  21/F/Anywhere but here
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