Faceless man, not twenty four,
Takes my dignity on the floor.
He has no care for right or wrong,
He treats me like I’m just a pawn.
I’m barely there, he drugged me out,
I wish that I could scream and shout.
But limbs won’t move, I’m just a toy,
He uses me, this haunting boy.
The room’s a blur, all shades of red,
I try to reach up to my bed.
He presses down, it starts to hurt,
Undresses me but leaves my shirt.
I can’t believe what’s happening,
I never thought it would again.
I’m what he craves, without respect,
He leaves me there on floor undressed.
I lay for hours, not in right mind,
I wake up ‘for the sun doth shine.
I crawl into a little ball
And cry, for what he took was all.
Then morning sun spreads ‘cross my face,
I feel so lost in this drab place.
So ready to wash off his power,
I crawl to bathroom, take a shower.
I cry and cry and cry with fire,
His faceless ways, with cruel desire.
Have left me but a piece of flesh,
The shame I feel I won’t forget.
Sarah E. Sturgis