War of the Worlds
I want to eat everything.
I want to eat nothing.
I want to be bulemic.
I want to be anorexic.
I want to eat.
I want control.
I want to cut.
I don't want to cut.
I want to self harm.
I don't want to self harm.
I want to hurt.
I don't want to hurt.
I want to burn.
I don't want to burn.
I want control.
I want to be free.
I don't want to be free.
I want to cry.
I don't want to cry.
I want control.
I want to hold him accountable.
Yes, accountable.
I am the only person in this world who will know to.
I want control.
I was afraid he'd kill me.
I don't want to die.
I want him out of me.
I want control.
I don't want.
I don't want.
I never wanted.
I never wanted him.
"... I never agreed to sex."
I never agreed to life in death.
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Taking back the Moon
Short StoryA description serves no purpose but to lure readers in. So why should you read? Well, I attempt to make sense of rape in the form of prose, flash back, and poetry. It is what it is.