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Fucking Him
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Poetry I am thirteen,
He is fourteen.
Here we are
naked and alone
on his bed.
I think he
is taking all
my clothes off.
Oh my god,
I'm only thirteen.
Why am I
doing this?
Shit, I forgot.
I'm drunk and
I think...
Oh yes,
I think this
is all right.
I never noticed
how his eyes
are bloodshot
or how he
smells like an
ashtray.
Oh my god,
Why am I
doing this?
I know this
is wong.
But oh, it
feels so good.
And...
he is fucking
me.
I can't believe
he is actually
fucking me.
Like a whore
fucks
Or how a
dirty slut fucks
her boyfriend on
his bed when
she's only thirteen
and he's fourteen.
And,
Oh my god
It fucking hurts
I think I'm
bleeding.
I think I,
Yes, I just
might be enjoying
how he is
taking me here
and now.
Yes, I think
I'm enjoying this
violation.
I'm fucking him
and I like
it.
Holy shit, I
just Did It
and yes, I
like the feeling.
I fucked him
And I'm a
whore because I
liked fucking him.
