There's A Bold Line Between Fun And Rape Poem by Stella Andrews

please dont touch me
don't tell me this is what i want.
I told you to stop..
it was more than a simple taunt.

please dont hold me down
and forget im there.
you take control and i let you
because my mind wonders to elsewhere.

when you do this to me,
i cant except it,
and so i run away while you have your fun.
and let you destroy me bit by bit.

i watch that girl cry with you on top of her
And i see your hand slapping her face red.
I hear you say, 'i love you'
Your words going straight through her head.

you do this to her at least twice a week.
'remember, this is our little secret'
falling deeper into herself,
her hands and head full of regret.

She wishes she could just scream,
'NO! get off me! '
But you make her go numb,
and leave her to drown for the whole world to see.

i wish i never met you
and i wish i never smiled back to you.
I wish i could have my innocense back,
and for you to just stop what you do.

but i'll hold our little secret,
until the day i die,
and lets just hope,
that day will come soon..