Now he lays me down to sleep;
I pray to God; my soul’s too weak.
If I should die before I wake,
I beg my life to be at stake.
Now he sees me in my dreams;
He hunts them down, and preys on me.
His flesh filled teeth between my thighs –
The pain becomes numbing –
He eats me alive.
Now his body weighs on me;
In and out – I count to three.
I close my eyes and hope for death,
Alas, I get nothing, for every breath.
Now he’s laying next to me,
He’s out of breath, and I can’t speak.
I turn over and hope he’s done,
But I know I’m not the only one.
Now I’m lying on my floor,
He looks at me, then heads for the door.
We say nothing – not even goodbye,
I know this was the ‘one last time’.
Now my body isn’t mine,
He took it with him – I start to cry.
A piece of myself is not inside,
Why do I always pick the wrong guys?