You
Called at three-in-the-morning
Slurred words of slut and bitch
Apologized to get a ride home
You
Held me against your mattress
Laughed at me when I said “no”
Wrapped your hands around my throat
You
Believed that no harm was done
Challenged my attempts at salvation
Struck me down
You
Destroyed my sanctity
Removed my well-being
Diminished the fondness for life
You
Spoke your last words of blame to me
Injected the drugs
Hoped for death like others pray
I will never go back
there.
You cannot hurt me
again.
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