You Were A Friend

I was in a safe place,or so I had thought,with your hand on my mouth,I begged you to stop. Thinking back on this and mystomach in knots,I shove down more pills andthree more shots,my body is brokenand I am lost,my innocence was takenbut for what cost? I felt pain that night,as I laid there and cried,and it was comparable to thatof a knifehowever of course it was “justsex” you implied. You were a friend,Or so I had thought,You left me in piecesAnd completely distraught. Consent is important,It’s a yes or a no,If someone refuses,Respect that and go