Faceless Man

A man who took my dignity

Sarah E Sturgis
Sep 15 · 1 min read
Photo by Sydney Sims on Unsplash

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

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