Laying there in that bed
"Are you okay"
"Are you sure you want this?"
Why do you ask?
You act as if its my choice
I was ready
I swear I was ready
But as he climbed on top of me
I froze
I was back there
I was back in that position I was in
I could see me getting raped
I could see me getting molested
I can't
"Get the fuck off me"
I wasn't me anymore
I have had flashbacks but none this bad
None causing me to be inside that position
I was in that night
I love you
Im sorry
But dont fucking touch me
