• faithkumekor 6w

    To all who fought

    He gave her a cup
    She drank consciousness away
    He pushed, she Resisted
    He pounced on her
    Like a predator ready for a kill

    She was strong but his muscles were stronger
    She looked at the bloodstained bed
    she looked at him, agony mixed with shame
    He was Ugly, like the monsters she read about
    The Devil her mother warned her about