Rape
I'm pushed against the cold hard floor
My shirt tattered on my sides
Bra pushed into my mouth
A hand holding it in
I'm holding in a scream
My eyes scream for me
His phallus plunges
Kisses the bone, sharp painful
Twists and carves beneath flesh
Stabs and rips me internally
Creating wounds that will never heal
He moves his weight above me
My breathing shallow as I struggle
Both of us repeating with purpose
him to subdue and me to break free
failing, floating in the sky
I see myself out of body experience
Only I can still feel this assault on my soul
I try to wipe the tears from the woman below me
But my limbs won't budge
No No No Stop
My voice is cracked and rough
Like his hands on my breasts
I shrink against the floor
Hoping to be swallowed whole
To escape this unremitting
Torment. His eyes are black
Rage and desire possessing him
Him possessing me
My soul is shattered like a dropped bowl
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Structured Pandemonium
You know you're an mom when picking up another human to smell their butt is not only normal but common practice. Shaving legs is so rare it became a special occasion and cereal for dinner happens more often than id like to admit.
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