A very special treasure,

For a simplified pleasure. 

He took and never gave back to me.

At the time I didn’t think of it as something so sacred,

All I could think about was the pain that i felt in my insides

My insides would cry, and I would die a million times asking him why.

Why would he do this to me?

I shouldn’t have been running in the house

I should’ve just sat down and stayed seated.

Never moved, maybe I wouldn’t have been mistreated.

It didn’t start off bad..

But the first time I said no, he got so mad.

I never wanted to see him like that again…

He told me if I “just touch it” we could be friends.

This was my new family, 

Why would I say no.

She took me in, 

I had to be grateful. 

This was her family, you see?

After touch it, it was kiss it.

I watched movies and I never knew my first kiss would be like this

There were no fireworks,

No parties,

No bands playing at all.

He stood about 6ft tall,

Built of muscle 

Confidence reeked of trouble

And all I could think about every time was

How did I let it go this far?

Is it consent if you stop saying no after the first 5 times?

Was I asking for it by not asking him stop?

Family isn’t supposed to do this…

Right?

I hated going over there,

Day after Day 

And 

Night after Night.

I never told anyone this story,

Could you guess why?