Rapist's Nightmare
Don't touch me your skin on mine makes my flesh crawl
When I smell the stink that is your sweat I cringe
Withdrawing from this reality is the only place I live now
Hiding in a bag of skin and blood just waiting for a chance
The chance to escape is so far off and yet I can feel it
I want that chance because if I don't get it soon
I will kill you… your blood will be on my hands
And my conscience will be clear when I go to the chamber
To die for freedom is alright by me and I will go happily
As long as you don't ever touch me again
As long as I don't have to smell you as you invade me
As long as I can sleep at night and not be awakened
As long as I can be at peace
Somewhere…