The sudden cold air
And the little shaking,
The sob stuck in my throat
Draws itself out, chokingly

His warm rough hands
Leave red marks and this is
Notwhereiwanttogo

And the heat of my core
Steams in the cold cold cold
Of the rest of my body

Up and in and his fingers wriggle around
Fishing for my soul
And his too wide in my too dry
Rips the word whore and I want my mommy
Or my daddys shirt to sleep
I want to go home I want to

Scream, nice girls don’t hate like this
And he keeps on going and im
Not breathing
And the bruises splinter off of my skin
And my necks on fire and his drool
Sticky on my face and the wet feeling
Of spittle on my heart