don't touch me
for i am not yours to touch
your hands do not fit me
like a shirt too big does not fit a child
my curves are for my eyes
not for your cold, empty ones
my clothes are for me to remove
not you
my body was never meant to be invaded,
but you thought no meant welcome
i said no, but all you heard was
"please, as i lay here motionless, remove the last of my soul"
you couldn't hear me over your lust
pushing.
pulling.
screaming.
fighting.
crying.
silence.
i cant breath. i cant move. i cant see.
all i feel is you on top of me
right where you are not meant to be
don't touch me
i am not yours to touch
but you did not listen
and i am gone
every shred of dignity removed
and all i can seem to do is whisper
"please, don't touch me"
-written by kxnglarreh
YOU ARE READING
State Of Mind
Poetrywhen things got hard you left because it was easier for you to walk out than to stand by me and fight you are just like the others guess you never loved me like you said you did
