Guilt of something inside,
the curse that befell me
so young in this life.
With threatening chimes
he bribed me to the bedside,
the wish to be pleasing.
A brother's trust,
shattering a little girls' carnality.
Paralized when touched intimately,
my terror misunderstood.
Like a vampire wanting blood,
men overpower
with their sexual desire.
I freeze,
my begging please are unheard.
Only a physical blow
would temper this man,
acting as a raging bull.