Red lipstick
On sweet puckered lips
A pencil skirt
A brand new one
Cherry blouse
To match the pout
To go to work
For perfect days
But someone has
To end the bliss
With cries of
"Sweetheart!"
"Fuck me!"
"Hey you!"
I feel my skin
Is inside out
That you can
Cut my naked soul
As screams break through
And bleed out tears
I'm violated
What should I feel
What can I do
Why is there
No one
Stopping
You