Far-Fetched Pleasures

My first poem... written during driver's ed! It is about rape, and the consequences of.

I'm trapped inside this metal cage,
my arms and legs strewn wide.
And there is nothing I can do
to mask this fear inside.

His strange caress, it tempts me so.
His kisses, they are sweet.
He asks to go on, “all the way.”
I tremble with his heat.

I feel so lost, so out of place.
It's Lust, I know, not Love.
How did I let it get this far?
Now push must come to shove.

I pry away his lips from mine.
He sends a sordid glance.
I try to push him off of me.
He takes a solid stance.

“Stop!” I say, but words don't reach
his ever-deafened ears.
And now I lie, my truth denied,
a mess of blood and tears.

He took away my childhood,
that ever-cursed night.
I'd take it back, if I just could,
my weak and helpless fight.

I'd kick and scream and throw a punch.
No victim would I be.
I would have gotten out of there
before he got to me.

This metal cage, it holds me still,
my unrelenting Fate.
For it is but a baby born,
a mass of cells and Hate.