Emotions Grasp Like Hands

Anonymous

My skin crawls and my hair stands on edge

As I think of that night, that room

As I picture only minutes before

Feeling free, feeling alive, feeling human

My mind reels with fear

Of this new change you've invited

I feel rage and nothing more

The next day my fists clench

But my eyes remain fixed on the floor

I feel you give me that knowing smile

While our friends high-five you

Call me a whore and you—a hero

But it didn't feel very heroic

When you locked the door behind you

When I put back the last shot of Jäger

When you put your arm around me

When I laughed at your advances

When you slipped a rough hand up my silk skirt

When I stayed, immobilized by fear

When you told me I wanted this

When you took away my choice

The next day my fists clench

I wish for strength, revel in daydreams

Where I have the courage to hit you

To make you feel my pain,

feel my shame, feel my hate

Yet darkness closes in on my youth

Time marks you a hero as I remain a whore