Rape

Take off your clothes
Or I’ll rip them off
You choose...  
Like I was given a choice.
My consent wasn’t acknowledge
I didn’t matter to them now
My body did
He kept pushing it in
“Oh, hey guys, she’s a red”
Amidst this evil
They laughed.
 
"Stop!"
"Get off me!"
"Please!"
All these pleas and more fell on deaf ears.
You know that pouring water on a rock thing?
Yeah. This was it.
 
They raped me. In turns…
 
And it’s not my body alone
It was...
My mind. Shattered
My future. Killed
My Strength. Broken
My life. Damaged
 
I feel caged. I can’t breathe
I’m transcending to my faith
Of what I have now become.
A victim
 
I have that thing now, uhmm. What did they call it again?
Yeah. Depression!
And I hope it doesn’t end there.
 
Well,
What do I know?
This is just another case.
~Charmingquin