take take take 

that's what you wanted right?
presumption of consummation
or better yet consumption
thought my silence was acquiescence
didn't care to tune your vision into my shutting down
my mute whispers of no
assumed my body was created for you
that according to the basic laws of nature
it craved for you
what if i told you i didn't want to
at all
i don't want you at all

more self loathe because the onus is on me to protect me
feel less than again because i didn't fight back
and there was no penetration
just trite attempts
even though you never entered my walls
parts of me were still usurped
small shavings of self trimmed off the top
but not the portions you thought were for the taking