Whipcream Vodka

It was just another winter night,
Calm, but edged with fright.
One too many mixed drinks,
I wasn't okay, but that's not what he thinks.
"I'm just checking on you,"
But that's not really what he wanted to do.
All I wanted was sleep and clothes,
No one heard, no one knows.
There was no fight,
If I wasn't hammered then I might.
Tore of my shorts and shirt,
His lips and rough hands on my skin hurt.
"Stop" I cried,
"You'll like it." He lied.
Hot tears slid down my face,
I wanted to escape that unforgiving place.
His eyes so cold to my pain,
He did it despite my obvious distain.
Pain rippled through every fiber within me,
Now I'll never know who I used to be.
Whipcream vodka on his breath,
The entire time I prayed for death.
But God isn't that merciful.
That night I lost my faith, innocence and my hope,
I had no skills to help me cope.
I was left alone in that dark room,
Bleeding and crying, sealed to my doom.
My body ached as the pain between my legs made me weep,
All I wanted was an eternity of undisturbed sleep.
My mind a fogged out blur,
I walked down empty alleys and old streets, where I went I don't know for sure.
Staggered to the edge of the bridge to look down,
Not knowing a soul in this town.
Rape is a four letter word,
a silent scream that was never heard.
This time I just wanted to die,
I don't know how long I had cried.
You killed the little girl within,
I know this isn't how it should have been.