Pinned against the wall, she cries,
Avoiding the look of the rapist’s eyes,
She turns her face from his putrid breath,
Sensing the effects of the forbidden meth.
He pinches and squeezes until she’s bruised
She screams and shouts until her energy’s all used.
Forces himself inside in one angry thrust
As she loudly wails in agony and disgust.
Feeling the bitter bile rise in her throat
She recalls the symbols that her love wrote.
He moans and groans in anticipation
Until the moment has come for ejaculation.
He pulls out and let’s her slide down the wall,
Letting her crawl into a small little ball.
He laughs in jest at her sorry state
Compliments her and says it was great.
Then he hollers for rape number two
“Come on then, she’s a fucking good screw”
She closes her eyes and let’s her mind wonder
To a peaceful influence to which she falls under,
As her body is violated in every way
Her mind plays tricks and floats away
She barely feels the lunging of his cock
When she slips away in insulin shock.
