Over My Head

I dont know how to handle
Being fondled by and unfamiliar face,
and an unfamiliar touch.

I dont know how to acknowledge
my brainlessness and the way you stroked my hair,
I dont know how to go around forgetting
about your breath on my breasts.

How can I forget about something so painful.
My body, my body
touched, revealed by your dirty, thoughtless hands
roughly grabbed and pinched between your fingers

Sometimes I think life is supposed to be like this.
Sometimes, I just dont want to live at all.

You made me want to jump,
to shower for hours under boiling hot water
just to get your dirty touch off me.
I have showered twice,
and I still feel you on me.

I still feel like I have been abused, and bullied.
I feel as if I have been pushed around
and broken into.

I hope you're happy.
Praying on a younger girl,
Your 27 years
my, 18.

I hope you realize how this has fucked me up.