Secrets

The secrets in my mind
are lined with dreams and lies
the only time it haunts me
Is when I close my eyes.

That’s when I see his face
The smile on his chin
The coldness of his eyes
His hand upon my skin.

I remember the sweetness of his voice
to hide his true intent
but when he posed his question
he begged for my consent.

What was I to do?
I was way too young
every word was stuttered
I was choking on my tongue.

I held the tears behind my eyes
I would be strong that day
and even though he pleaded
My answer wouldn't  stray.

I remember he was forceful
with his hand upon my hip
his other hand had shushed me
and he placed it on my lip.

The story fades away
It’s put back on my shelf
the darkest of my secrets
I’m keeping from myself.