I grip the sheets
Fistfuls of fabric
I scream
I scream as
My vision clouds
I feel the blood leaking down my legs
I feel the wetness of the sheets
I feel,
I feel,
And feel.
Everything tearing
Through my body
And I cry for mercy
I cry for justice
But my mouth is covered with
A rough hand
And all I can
Do
Is merely
hold my breath
As a soft calm
Settles over my body