I know you would’ve murdered me. I saw it re lap in your eyes. You tapped in & out, relapsed with demise.
You put your hand around my throat, ‘squoze’ then let go. You pinned me on the ground, & made me stay low, jamming your palm into my mouth, until I screeched “please let go”.
My mouth was covered so I would stop with the sounds. You disregarded all boundaries with my back to the ground. You pinned me in a corner with no way around, emerging my deepest darkest fears with dead eyes and a frown.
You see, I’m afraid; because if you didn’t leave, I would’ve stayed. I waited in silence to hear my actions you forgave. A power woman, strong, resilient, hopeful & yet enslaved.
I said sorry in hopes for you to come back. I regretted pressing the alarm & helping you pack.
You see, I’m afraid bc all of this due to a little mishap. A simple dry pussy.... & a full ball sack. Yet, I apologized.