I - SKINAGAINSTSKIN:
Skin against skin
Fragile, frail
I am the mirror image of myself
I am a doll
Broken, chipped, worn away
I am broken, broken
I am broken

Your hands
My throat
Caressing with each grip
Skin against skin
You’re burning me
You’re burning me
You’re burning me

Please stop touching me
You won’t let go
You won’t let go
Please let go of me
Please don’t touch me
You keep moving your hands up and down
Skin against skin
Skin touches skin

Caress my body
I am a child
I’m too young for you
Skin against skin
Predator
Predator
Predator

This bed is a tomb
This bed is a prison
This bed is a flashback

I still feel your hands on me
I still feel your breath
I still hear you whispering
I love you
You are mine
I love you
I love you
No one is here
No one can hear you scream
No one can save you

You are mine
I love you darling
You are mine
Skin against skin
Skin against skin
You are mine
I love you
You are mine
You are mine
You are mine

II - PURITY:
My innocence is gone
You have desecrated me
I am dirty
I am vile

Vomit fills my mouth and my lungs
I can’t fucking breathe
I just want to purge myself
Purge the memories of you
I keep hearing you speak
Your voice is poison

My bed is a tomb
That I am chained inside of
No light
No escape
I am broken beyond repair

I am broken
I am broken
I am broken
You did this to me
I want my purity fucker
I want my purity
I want my innocence

I want to be a child again
I don’t want this
I don’t want this
Do I still love you?
Am I still thinking of you?
Do I want you back?
Am I still in love with you?
Do I love a predator?
Do I love a rapist?
Do I love you still?
Are you still thinking of me
Do you still think of me?
Do you still love me?

Did you enjoy destroying me?
Did you enjoy breaking me?
Did you relish at the thought
Of defiling me?
Did it make you shiver
When you thought of my innocence
Slipping away into your grasp?
Give it back to me
Give me back my innocence
I want my purity, fucker

I want to be pure again
I am dirty
I am vile
I am an abomination
I want to be pure again
I want to be pure

III - VIOLATE ME & CALL IT LOVE:
30 year old men crave me
They see me and all they see is a innocent little virgin they can fill with their cum
They see me and they want to violate me
They want to own me
They want to desecrate me
They look at my body and see someone young, fresh, ripe
Their mouths dripping with saliva at the sight of me, absolutely famished
Just begging me to wrap my mouth around their dicks

30 year old men crave me
They tell me I’m sexy
They tell me I’m beautiful
They tell me how wonderful I am
How sweet and pure I am
And it makes me feel good…wanted
To hear them say they want to hold me
That they want to kiss me and hold my hand
That they want to keep me safe
That they love me
And it makes me feel disgusting
It makes me feel dirty, tainted
Like I’ve been damaged beyond repair
But I can’t place what’s been damaged
Because there’s no scars to be seen
I’m still immaculate; perfect

30 year old men crave me
And I keep thinking I’m mature
That I’m old enough
Otherwise why would these men want me
Why would they want to be with me
A 15 year old child
Why would they want to see me naked
Why would they imagine themselves fucking my ass
Why would they tell me all their fantasies
Of tying me up
Of choking me
Of degrading me
Calling me their little slut
Calling me their baby
Asking me to call them daddy
Asking me to beg for them to shove their dicks in my mouth and cum down my throat
If I weren’t as mature as I was

30 year old men crave me
And it makes me fucking sick
I’m disgusted with myself
For seeking out these men
All because I never received validation in my life
Because I never received love
Never knew what it meant to be loved
To be so cherished by someone that they feared losing me
And I thought that no one would ever love me
Would ever care about me
But these men did…
That’s what they told me and I am still healing from the things they’ve done to me

30 year old men crave me
They ask me for pictures
They want to see what they crave
They want to see what they wish they could fuck
They want to see my young body
Naked, my skin smooth like porcelain
Hand sculpted by the gods
Completely vulnerable
They want to see my body
So that they can see the child they wish they could someday violate and then say that it was love