Post by xserenityx on Aug 23, 2004 2:46:37 GMT -5
Laughter, chatting,
The room seems so cheery
Oh what a party
How can anything seem dreary?
I'm here with my buds
The best anyone can have
Without them here
Things wouldn't be so fab.
"Hey, want a soda?"
Says my closest friend with a smile.
"Oh sure, why not."
I reply, not having any for a while.
The laughter, the chatting;
It suddenly starts to fade.
I can't even hear up close
The things that are said.
Spinning, my heart sinks.
What is going on?
I knew that soda was funny.
My evening's now gone wrong.
Sitting down, I close my eyes,
Hoping this awkwardness will stop.
I feel arms grasp around me,
Then suddenly I'm dropped.
Unable to move, I look around,
Trying to see who is here.
Finding your face, I'm silent with shock
As now I'm drained of my fear.
My friend, it's you!
That soda you gave me was bad.
I try to tell you this
But numbness takes over my head.
Suddenly confused, I'm lifted up.
My legs and arms, I can't move them!
My friend, what are you doing?
The fear expanding upon me again.
My eyes close, I am totally immobile.
I feel myself move this way and that.
But moving on my own, I am not.
Molded like your clay, or a doll at that.
A breeze brushes against me
As my shirt is quickly lifted.
Roughly, hands snatch at my undergarments
The mood in the room now shifted.
Silently I scream, beg, and plea.
These things, my dear friend,
That you are now doing to me...
Oh please let it end!
Frozen in horror, my thoughts collide.
Finally, I gave up my inner pleas.
I scold myself surely
This could have been avoided with ease!
Fingers press, reach around all over me.
Feeling me up, down, everywhere.
Naked, cold and now ashamed
I know I never should have come here.
Suddenly, a sharp pain occurs
I want to scream out and cry.
The heat of your body now inside me
Just makes me want to die.
Faster, you press on and on
Grunting with your own lustful desire.
You continue even harder and deeper,
My innards seem as if they're on fire!
You shudder, oh my old dear friend.
You grunt and you moan.
After what seems like an eternity
I get the feeling you're now done.
Left to lay there the rest of the night
You up and just leave me.
Slowly my mind drifts and I sleep
Haunted by such immorality.
Oh, my dear friend, you see
How I wish this was something I won't remember.
This is what can happen while accepting
Drinks and things from not even a stranger.
By Melissa K. Wellborn
The room seems so cheery
Oh what a party
How can anything seem dreary?
I'm here with my buds
The best anyone can have
Without them here
Things wouldn't be so fab.
"Hey, want a soda?"
Says my closest friend with a smile.
"Oh sure, why not."
I reply, not having any for a while.
The laughter, the chatting;
It suddenly starts to fade.
I can't even hear up close
The things that are said.
Spinning, my heart sinks.
What is going on?
I knew that soda was funny.
My evening's now gone wrong.
Sitting down, I close my eyes,
Hoping this awkwardness will stop.
I feel arms grasp around me,
Then suddenly I'm dropped.
Unable to move, I look around,
Trying to see who is here.
Finding your face, I'm silent with shock
As now I'm drained of my fear.
My friend, it's you!
That soda you gave me was bad.
I try to tell you this
But numbness takes over my head.
Suddenly confused, I'm lifted up.
My legs and arms, I can't move them!
My friend, what are you doing?
The fear expanding upon me again.
My eyes close, I am totally immobile.
I feel myself move this way and that.
But moving on my own, I am not.
Molded like your clay, or a doll at that.
A breeze brushes against me
As my shirt is quickly lifted.
Roughly, hands snatch at my undergarments
The mood in the room now shifted.
Silently I scream, beg, and plea.
These things, my dear friend,
That you are now doing to me...
Oh please let it end!
Frozen in horror, my thoughts collide.
Finally, I gave up my inner pleas.
I scold myself surely
This could have been avoided with ease!
Fingers press, reach around all over me.
Feeling me up, down, everywhere.
Naked, cold and now ashamed
I know I never should have come here.
Suddenly, a sharp pain occurs
I want to scream out and cry.
The heat of your body now inside me
Just makes me want to die.
Faster, you press on and on
Grunting with your own lustful desire.
You continue even harder and deeper,
My innards seem as if they're on fire!
You shudder, oh my old dear friend.
You grunt and you moan.
After what seems like an eternity
I get the feeling you're now done.
Left to lay there the rest of the night
You up and just leave me.
Slowly my mind drifts and I sleep
Haunted by such immorality.
Oh, my dear friend, you see
How I wish this was something I won't remember.
This is what can happen while accepting
Drinks and things from not even a stranger.
By Melissa K. Wellborn
