To the Rapist it was Sweet

u took what i never gave
u said if u wanted it u would take it from me
so u stole my prize
u trampled my flower, u tore off each delicate fragile petal
my stem is lifeless and bare now
u said i thought it was a game
u said that i was the cause for the way u violated my tenderness
even though u said it would go back the same
it will never be the same
i am forever changed
ive been touched, its been taken
as in no longer mine after i was given it by god
i feel like its yours now
i dont even want it anymore
cruel mean and evil
is the description of the hours of pure hellish pleasure that u received on top of me, while your wing man held me down
while this second party held me open
so you could successfully rip and rape me
my walls caved in as my vagina shred from the punish of your unwanted touch
the smell of the blackend bruised blood as it laid drying in the wind that your wild battering pumps made breeze
only fueled your friends chants to fuck that fat bitches pussy harder
you got this bitch bleeding was the last words i heard before i died officially inside
when i came to, back to the truth of my reality
i couldnt move, the weight of the next monster was more powerful than the last
but i was dead by then, numb and disconnected from my parts and pieces
what would it matter, it was no longer mine to claim
when all the groaning was done, when they had deposited there probably infected seeds in me
they had the nerve to ask me if i was mad and could they have a kiss
so i faintly turned over my ass