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