Imprints.

A night without any escape can't keep the demons away.
I'm telling you cause i know.
Because I've tried cold turkey to get it all out of me.
Some how, some way, it finds air holes within these piles of sheets that I've used to create sanctuary.
Even in dreams, he still finds a way inside of me. Inside every little inch of virginity that my body can attempt to protect.
But it's much stronger than me. He's much more stronger than I could ever be.
& I suppose that maybe once more I should just close my eyes, close my heart and let him take anything from me.
Fighting back can hurt just as much too.
Especially times like these traumatic nights.
Nights that will never belong to me.
or to her.
or to who i could have blossomed into.