This is about a past experience I had long ago. Some of you might find this disturbing, so if you are sensitive to graphic content please do not read this. No comments necessary, I have moved on, learned and grown since. This is what I felt right after it took place.
We met inside of a public place where you introduced yourself with a million dollar smile
You seemed so kind and caring, charismatic with a light splash of charm
Over to your place I was invited and the walk wasn't too far, about a mile
I was very naive but in my newfound experience I never thought you wished me any harm
The parking garage was dark and desolate and you stood there waiting for me
Why were we meeting there I wondered and why couldn't we go inside into the warmth of an amber light
I could not fathom what would take place as you chose what you wanted me to be
And even if I said no, you didn't care how hard I struggled or if I put up a fight
My tiny frame was no match for your power as you stole what you wanted that wasn't offered to you
I could taste the salt from my tears as they ran down my cheeks and across my lips
Then I was afraid and didn't know what to say, where to go or who to turn to
As I walked into the night to get back home I could feel the marks your hands left in my hips
Alone I thought it was my fault and I blamed myself
But now that I'm older I realize you're the monster that put me through that hell
*I fully believe that all actions should always be safe, sane and consensual. Even if you have a fantasy, that should be agreed upon by both parties in advance. Respect and love one another, always*
