He, I Poem by Jennifer Zepeda

He, I

He slams me on to his bed, I try to resist

He slaps me across the face, I start to cry

He punch’s my stomach, I scream in agony

He yanks of my cloths, I try to escape

He rapes me, I feel numb all over

He says he does this out of love, I start crying harder

He tells me he’s been following me, I bring me self to look at him with tearful eyes

He says he’s been doing this for months, I said nothing

He takes a gun, I try to run

He says its no use, I scream for help...no answer

He pulls the gun to my head, I pleaded with him to stop

He tells me he does this out of love, I say no one last time

He pulls the trigger, I stopped breathing

He leaves the room, I feel cold