It should have been a beautiful dream on a beautiful day
Ambient skies and velvet sheets surrounded by bubbles
The bubbles never popped, they bounced and flew
In this heaven-like watery state was me and my friend
A romantic landscape, but only in appearance
His hands around my neck as he pounds me
On the floor just how he did before and you're silenced
Afterwards he leans over and kisses me
Something that felt too dark and real
If your best friend does not believe you
When you say you've been raped
Why would a stranger, or policeman,
bother to lend an ear?
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Chloe Gilholy
I live in Oxfordshire, England. I used to write a lot of fan fiction and mainly just write poetry now. I've been to over 20 countries and written many books. I'm currently working on a horror story called Heavenly Seas.
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