Shattered Love

I want nothing more than your love to be true,
But if this is what you call love, I can't accept it, too.
I've endured every trial you've put me through,
Just to keep loving you, though it's more than I can do.

The first month was bright, pure, and new,
But as time went on, you sought only my body, it’s true.
You’ve touched me all over, though I never gave permission,
What once was sweet now feels like an invasion.

I detest kissing, that's my plea,
A boundary crucial, you must see.
But in the blink of an eye,
My first kiss vanished, I couldn't foresee.

It didn't stop there; I wished it had,
But it worsened, and oh, it drove me mad.
You bruised my body, left me in despair,
Inserted it there, crying, barely able to bear.

The first time I bled, you just stood there,
Unmoved and cold, as if you didn’t care.
I fear I’ve loved a monster, it's true,
One who desired only lust, not love from you.

Second time, and last, yet still there's blood,
I can't staunch the bleeding, it's just too much flood.
I never wanted this, your actions are unfair,
Why inflict such pain, why didn't you care?

I even passed out from the pain and distress,
But when I awoke, you demanded I suppress.
"Stand up, bend over," was all I could hear,
You didn’t stop, pulled my hair, with no regard or care.

I wish it hadn't happened, oh, how I yearn,
Now I feel tainted every time I turn.
You shattered my kiss, my body, my view,
I hate you so deeply for what you put me through.

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Monique Body July 27, 2024 at 10:34 pm 4 1