I was annihilated.
I had lost all sense and all ability to see, speak, to say no.
You took full advantage of this.
I keep having flashbacks,
I feel dirty.
I remember you fucking me.
Then rolling over.
I was just a piece of meat.
I woke up with no pants on.
You were not drunk.
Rape.
Fucking.
You piece of shit.
Violated, embarrassed.
I'd never have conceeded while sober.
Is that why you bought me the bottle?
Knowing I wouldn't, couldn't resist?
Left your door open.
Waiting for a drunken stumble.
You knew there was nowhere for me to sleep.
Sick to the stomach.
Thanks for nothing,
Rot in hell.
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