PTSD

I have flashbacks of that day
That awful day it happened
That terrible day when he took it all away

“Please, no, don’t!”
It didn’t matter what I said
It didn’t matter as he slipped my shirt above my head

At first I tried with all my might but it didn’t matter how hard I tried to fight
He still slid off my underwear and threw them out of sight

He hit and choked me as I tried to resist
Sometimes I swear that I can still feel his hands squeezing my wrists

So then I laid there frozen
Not sure of what to do
I turned my head and told myself it will be over soon

I still remember the pain of him thrusting in and out
I can feel his weight on top of me and his hand around my throat

What he did to me
It crushed my soul and changed me
He took away my peace of mind
My innocence and safety