I remember what it felt like that first time
it really hurt, my throat got sore screaming no
I didn't want you
I didn't want you inside of me like that
it made me feel dirty, it hurt
your hands pressed mine against the bed
and I got pins and needles in my pinky finger
you left bruises on my hips, ya know
big red angry bruises, like you
I know it was cuz you were mad
mad cuz I didn't want you to touch me
you did anyway and it hurt
there's a scar on my chest now
a perfect ring of teeth in raised flesh
you noticed it that next time and laughed
now you could prove i was yours
That time I didn't scream, it wouldn't help
it only made you angry
instead, I cried, big tears rolling down
you said it made my kisses taste salty but I was too scared to notice
afraid of the pain, afraid for myself, afraid for you
it didn't stop you though


Copyrighted 1995 ~ M. C. Beauregard
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