Screechy Door

Cold sheets cling onto my skin,

Waiting for you to come for your sin.

Heart beat stops, you've reached the door,

I know just what you're coming for.

No these blankets are never safe,

Only a quiet and vulnerable place.

I brace myself for the next moment,

When the screechy door quietly opens.

Eyes shut tight, fingers slither my thigh,

Shhhh.. "No don't you be shy."

Swelling tears weep down my face,

Oh the memories I've tried to erase..