Sexual Trauma

Thunder strikes it’s thunderous drum

Am I alive or is there more to come

Take your stab at me if you will

Callously I squeeze my eyes close

Quickly now, I offer at will

Suddenly it’s real

Your hands all over me

You think your pleasuring me

I panic

If eternity could cares the same

It’s suicide

I’ve already eaten my last meal

I scream so loud but none to notice in slight

Please don’t notice but this attempt at delight is killing me

I panic worser still

If eternity’s not near whom do I fight

God Hear me

Please Stop this

Tell me I’m alright

Memory’s rage through my mind

One thought to comfort

It’s okay

Relax

Why can’t I like this

I cry

What is wrong with me

That you would save me from me today

Right now

I pretend I’m alright

You thrust

I scream into the night

crying

I scream at the night

cursing

My soul Exhausted

You think it’s for pleasure

You do not know my fight

What was I thinking coming over tonight

I’m not ready yet

Shaking, knowing I should have been in Heaven

Wishing only it were so

Each touch killing my soul

Praying you to cum

That you wouldn’t notice this heart in the cold