The Aftermath

The thought of the intention is still there.

The thought of your intention with our kids in the next room, will that ever go away?

The thought of your intention to disrespect the mother of our BOYS!

As fresh as the thought of your intention is, will the thought ever go away?

The thought of your intention to overpower and ignore the NO’S & STOPS.

The thought of your intention makes you forever and always a monster.

STOP

He said let’s talk,

she entered the room.

He touched her,

she said STOP.

She blocked him from kissing her,

as she tried blocking him from

touching her.

The more she said STOP,

the more aggressive he got.

STOP.

PLEASE. STOP.

Those words went unheard.

She fell to her knees,

hoping he’d STOP.

He would unzip,

she’d zip as she still pleaded,

asking him to,

STOP.

He pushed her to the bed,

she curled into a ball,

hoping,

he’d STOP as she

continued asking him to STOP.

He unbuckled her belt as she

tried to block him.

He overpowered her.

Both pulling and tugging at her

underwear as her cries for him

to STOP still,

went unheard.

She STOPPED hoping that he’d STOP.

He didn’t.

She fell to the floor,

screaming out his

name, asking him to STOP.

He then began to say,

look at me, look at me!

How could she as she managed

to fix her clothes.

I’m sorry I’m sorry,

I’m not going to rape you,

he said after he STOPPED.