This poem may have triggers. A moment I could have easily not written about or ignored, but then again not every love poem is pretty and clean.
I closed my eyes
Hoping the alcohol would take over
Or burn away
I closed my eyes
Pretending to sleep so maybe
He would stop touching me
I closed my eyes
I really didn’t want to be there
I had been upset, but now
I just wanted to be home
I closed my eyes
To avoid seeing
His undone zipper with its little silver teeth
I closed my eyes
Because I can’t stop thinking
Of me as a little girl and HIM
I could still feel
His mouth
I closed my eyes
Because I was older now
And I should know how to fight back
To say no
I closed my eyes
My tongue had stopped working
And my body was imploding
I fell into myself
Trying to escape
And disappear
Poetic Trials 