VIRGIN

I was recently asked if I’m still a virgin,

simple question right?

 To which the response should be a simple yes or no.

 So I said yes.

 Yet later I found myself wondering if I gave the right answer.

 You see I’ve been;

Rubbed, Rammed, Soaked, Sucked,

Milked, Juiced, Beat, Squeezed,

Leaked, Pricked, Skinned, Tonged,

Slammed, Jammed, Chained, Bungled,

Dandled, Groped, Wiped, Greased,

Cuffed Up, and Ruffed Up.

 By downright strangers to people I trusted.

 Forget about the back seat of a car,

 bed room floors,

 and kitchen counters.

 Let’s talk High School Hallways,

 to public Restroom,

 Community Shelters,

 to ER bed.

 Fucked in ways pulling out wasn’t even an option.

 Planting demonic seeds filled with new bills, and old debts,

 family problems, and regrets,

 insecurities, and uncertainty.

 Got me giving birth to more problems than solutions.

 Fucked so many times Guinness would make it a record.

 So how can I be a virgin when life has been bending me over and ripping me of my innocence for as long as I can remember?

 Awaiting life’s climax,

 cuz when I’m on top I’ll go harder than Kim and Ray Jay.

 So hard,

so hard my hand will be permanently branded.

Virgin ?