Don’t Scream

You held me down by the throat and the warm tickle of “Don’t scream” on my ear chilled my blood. I was frozen and terrified as you took advantage of my kindness. Tears streamed down my face as you ripped the clothes from my body. Two weeks go by before I see you again. And the only words you manage to get out as you bow your head in shame are “I’m sorry.” You walk away as if two little words will repair the damage you caused.