I don’t normally dream.
But when I do,
I still feel
the rattle of my teeth
as you shake me
with the thunder in your voice
and the earthquake you cause
with your hands around my neck;
I still see
the potent hate in your eyes
coupled with a glimmer of satisfaction
as you continue to spew venom on me;
I still hear
all the anger and resentment
in your tone as you slap me
with every derogatory word you knew;
I still remember
the throbbing on my cheek,
right where your knuckles were,
as the pressure in my chest
builds up from not being able to breathe.
All this I recall
with so much clarity
that I wake up
robbed of breath and innocence
because my dreams
are only ever nightmares
of how you abused and violated me.
Jynx Frostbyte 