Escape

I can feel it, his hands. I can feel everything.

It's all coming back like a fucking hurricane

A wave of heavy emotions hitting me with an intensity unbearable

I feel as if I have escaped my body looking from the outside, trying to grasp onto reality

Powerless, I feel as he rips off the clothes from my frail body

And with his hands he spreads my shaking legs apart

I try to mumble out the word "no" from my mouth

But he robs me of my voice with his lips pressed against mine, penetrating me as if I'm nothing but an object

Consumed by fear and confusion

My shaking hands struggle to grasp onto something to pull myself out of this nightmare

Yet nothing I can find, because this is no nightmare