BABY | a poem

TW: sexual abuse

BABY

I love you, baby. 
You say as I undress. 
Naked and open is the only way you’ll stay. 
I comply in exchange for some company. 
Daydreams of us keep me hoping for happiness, 
As my head is shoved deeper into your pillow. 
Harder! Harder! 
I moan, 
Hardly realizing it’s only a cry for help. 
Any attention is better than none, right? 
I begin to realize the severity of my actions, 
But you wrangle me back with that soft, sweet sound… 
Baby.