A/N: Well I really don’t have much of anything to say to this. It’s just something that came to me last night… Just thought I’d share it…

Is it a dream, these hands assaulting me?

Or am I awake and it’s him again, taking advantage?

Is this just another nightmare, or an unbearable reality?

My body is beginning to tremble, and a pain shoots through me.

There are rough touches versus the gentle.

It’s at that moment that I realize, I’m awake, yet paralyzed with fear.

Those hands, those rough hands, exploring every inch of me.

I bite my lip to prevent a whimper from escaping.

My face is now hidden beneath the duvet cover, as tears come to my eyes.

Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it ends.

The man lying beside me is now visibly shaking.

Ignoring my pain, I turn to comfort him.

Neither of us wanted this,

And I know it wasn’t his intent to attack me while I slept.

Why it keeps happening, I don’t know…

But it’s tearing my heart to shreds at night.

Sleep is now my enemy that I face nightly.

I never can tell who my attacker will be next.

Reality is such a cruel state to live in.