Midnight

callous hands arrest my heaving bosom
caressing my body to insult
whispering in my ear to bite my soul
my cries seem to echo in my head alone
leaving it throbbing, vessels alert
my eyes oozing of terror
but these people seem to be blind
i plead do not hurt me
but i see they are deaf too

mounted and my garments aside
i bear no invitation for them to come in
yet they do so dastardly as if with fury
1 the 2 then 3, i hear them moan in pleasure
grinning in the end i suppose
oblivious to my pain
they erode my honor leaving only shame
shame and furious rage
and yet this rage is in vain
for the very arm of justice i seek
has laid my fortress to waste
there is no comfort waiting
only pain and disdain