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? … Continue reading BABY | a poem