Spill

So a bit of Poetry

And I laid in his bed
Wondering what you would think
If you saw what I did
What I just sunk down to
He wanted me
So he ripped off my shorts
The ones he would always
Call me a slut when I wore
The ones I wasnt allowed to wear around anyone else
Then I was wearing lacey black
Underwear
For him? The court lady would
Later ask trying to blame
His greedy hands on me
That it was my fault
No I was wearing them
Because I wanted to
Because they had a small cute
Bow on them
But no one will believe that now
Will they?
Next he ripped off my tank top
The look on his eyes
Looked like a very hunger animal
He couldnt keep his hand off
Me when I'm wearing that
He'd later say
And I'd reply with
I'm sorry
Then he'd choke me til
I would squeal out Daddy
But what he didnt know is I'm actually
A sexual little but he ruined that
After he ripped off my clothes I screamed
Fucking screamed my lungs out
You know who came rushing in?
No one
So I went limp and let him
Let him do it