Just playing games, the drinks flow, each glass restricts, mind clouded
Ability to safely escape leaves, a friend forgetting to say goodbye,
Noticed too late.
Dulled senses, thought to be a product of friendship and bonding,
Are brought to you of ill intent and advantage, not mine,
Noticed too late.
Laughter flies, take a sip, play a little more, room spins,
Laugh and click, drink and laugh, click and drink.
Noticed too late.
The world has split, vision has multiplied,
Car keys lost in a swirl of trust and ignorance,
Noticed too late.
Overcome by the hour, rest must be had,
Find the convenient spot, shared space,
Noticed too late.
I close my eyes.
He opens his.
His hand creeps,
I roll away,
His hand crawls,
I freeze,
His fingers reach my belt line.
I stop breathing.
Time
Stops,
Breathing
Stops,
Shame,
Panic
No
Air.
I scream,
No sound,
I am panic,
I am shame,
I am,
I
No air,
I
Must get away,
I won’t be this.
I get up, pretending to pee.
Where can I go, I don’t own a phone,
I can’t drive away,
death is my passenger,
but what will happen here?
Shame.
Can I run out of here?
Shame.
I don’t remember how to get home.
Shame.
I won’t let him touch me.
Shame
But I don’t know how to stop him.
Shame.
I find the living room,
Maybe I can find how to live here?
I find a cover, a doily table runner.
Maybe this will be enough?
Laying on the couch,
Eyes felt from the hall,
Please don’t see, don’t see me.
I am asleep, you can’t have me,
Please don’t come for me.
If I lay here, will he leave?
Can I live in this living room?
Shame
The eyes retreat.
I lay, I can’t sleep, I can’t move,
But I can’t leave,
Why can’t I not be sober?
Please come quickly.
The sun comes, the edge hasn’t left.
The world has divided back to one.
His eyes are closed.
I grab my things,
Computer, wallet, keys,
But leave my self-worth.
Car loaded, I drive,
Stop along the side of the road,
Empty myself into a ditch,
Vomit trauma into nature,
She has seen this before.
I get home,
Lock doors, and sleep.
Shame, despair, damage.
And he wasn’t even successful.
I write this for those who can’t.
This is a true story.
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