They took turns in raping me

Everyday, every hour

Under the influence of alcohol or drugs

Tied to chains

Without food or water

I couldn't fight back their hunger

Somewhere I was already dead

I simply stretched my legs

When the door opened

Knowing what's gonna unfold

Sometimes anal, sometimes full throttle

I simply did what they told

I had lost all hope

I had withered physically

One day he came with a bottle of alcohol

To perform his ritual

But unable to perform

Frustrated, he slapped me

Till I tasted my own blood

After a while he passed out by my side

Mustering courage I searched him

Finding the key

I unchained myself

It took me minutes to stand

For I had been laying on the bed for months

I broke the bottle

And dug it in his throat

Blood cascaded like a river

I watched him calmly

So cathartic it was to see his passage

I walked out of the door

The sunlight blinding my vision

But with a sense of purpose

I ran

I ran

To no where.

© LR