Shiko-o-yaburu

 All I could do is close my eyes…I couldn't see his face it felt like I didn't want to know,  maybe not opening them would make me forget who it was. All I felt were his raspy hands and his lips running down my neck. His hands ripping my clothes off, I wanted to scream but no sound came out. My tears, I felt them roll down my cheeks, I had no strength to fight back, maybe letting go it will make things go faster. I mean is not the first time it happens. So why fight back? I don’t see a chance for me making it out. So I’m letting go.