I asked for it

Would you hurt me

If I asked you to


Would you strip away my dignity

And undress me with your eyes


Let me tremble beneath

Your hungry gaze


Even as I covered over

My naked body with my hands


And sank to the cold

Bathroom floor


Until the tears came

And I sobbed



But I asked for it, right?


So, you’re off the hook.

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Your hand reaches out
Taking hold of my throat
Closing, closing
Choking the goodness from my lungs

Seeping, sweeping onto the floor
Crumpling down
Down I go
Losing consciousness

For a moment,
Taking me by surprise
Your words hit me
This time

Like they haven’t before
Revealing the stain of pain behind my eyes

But this is my job
To listen
To not hurt, to not react

So I deaden my eyes
Forcing a smile

Not giving myself away

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