Am I even breathing anymore?
I can see
Hear
Smell
Touch
But to breathe,
That takes energy.

Your body on top of me
Made me feel like I was drowning.
I mean
Clearly you did not **** me
But I ****** you out of guilt.
And what does that say about me?
That I am extremely weak.

I went home that night
Speeding even though snow was pouring out the sky
Feeling like I could ***** any second.
I haven't eaten since.
I quickly washed my clothes
And changed into something baggy.
I wanted to hide from everyone
As if my scarlet letter was branded on my chest
Carved savagely by a butcher who skins the weak.

So take your poison back, dear
I don't want your trace on me.
It triggered every memory I have of ****** assault
Sadly, the number is higher than it should be.

Lose me from your body
So I can be *alone.