he’s addicted to the high
from egotistical joy rides. he revels
in self pride, arrogance apparent in
his stride. but his confident exterior
is built from narcissistic lies. he can’t handle
hearing “no”- rejection leaves him mortified.
this is not the first time
he's come to me ****-eyed.
he asks for my consent, politely i deny.
he refuses to listen, preparing to defy.
my fear becomes palpable-
“no, no, no!” yet his hands
are on my thighs. “we have to tonight.”
his words cut like a knife.
i don’t understand why
i’m forced to comply. (this is my body,
don’t i get to decide?)
my bones calcify, my heart’s
a ship that’s capsized
i’ve been dehumanized and
yet i'm forced to act alive.
i look in the mirror
and let out a long sigh-
is it his soul or mine
that’s been demonized?
— The End —