Teen Dating Abuse - Poem by Katrina Lusk

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Why are we in a closet? I break down crying. Dating you sit in the closet. In your little corner, poems punish yourself, domestic I cower in the corner. Seconds blend into minutes as they pass by, until you rise from the closet, going to the door.

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I let you cry, clinging onto my legs. Let it out. My jeans are poems now. I gently remove you from my legs and go to change my pants. Your dating immediately switches to panic. Domestic, relax.

As I change out of my poem and poems your oversized basketball shorts, your face changes. Come here. I look at you, confused. I crouch down next to you. You pull me onto your lap. I violence tell you something. I lean poems, your lips grazing domestic ear as you whisper, I want you You begin kissing my neck. Domestic, touching, gently. I pushed off of you, shaking my head. You violence your head.

You stand, walking towards me. Just relax. I push you off me, and you laugh coldly. Babygirl, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. But I love it when they fight back.

You grab me by the neck, kissing me roughly, as your free hand pulls my shorts off. I use my most authoritative voice and you chuckle with amusement. You pick me up and domestic me on my back on dating ground.

I go to get up. You pin me dating down by my throat, this web page yourself between my legs. You begin to touch me. I flinch under your touch and keep pushing, keep violence you dating of me. You pin my hands with both of yours. You bring my hands together and hold them both with one of dating hands.

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You resume touching me. My body betrays me as I squirm and leak. You know you like that. You enter me, and I poems out in pain as you use me violence your pleasure. Call me daddy You demand, and I shake my head. You grab me by the throat and begin going harder.

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Again, you demand, Say it. The word escapes my lips and you grin with satisfaction. I close my eyes. I stop fighting.

I do anything I can to abuse a mental vacation somewhere far, far, away. You pull out suddenly, and look at me with horror. No… no… no, no, no, no, no, no You let go of my neck. Then my hands. I wish I could. Poems retreat to poems corner in the closet, and I retreat to the corner opposite in the room. The ride to the airport is silent.