diamonds

TRIGGER WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT - DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE TOPIC

tears trickle down my cheeks

as your hand creeps up my spine,

trapping me in your famished lust,

you placing lines of kisses along my collarbone.

kisses I didn’t give consent to.

you growl under your breath as you

slip your hand down my shirt,

feeling every curve of my body.

tears still trickle down my cheeks

but you don’t care.

no, you care more.

my tears become diamonds to you

as you savour each whimper and cry from me.

it makes it more enjoyable for you to see

me cry without end

after what seems like years you leave me a

bloody and clothless mess,

giving me time to prepare for tomorrow.

(But what you don’t know is that I have become a diamond too. You can’t break me that easily and one day, when I escape your trap, you will pay for your sins.)