As I Lay Here

As I lay here you have two options:
Either you can screw me over
Or you can make love to me forever after.
As I lay here with my legs spread open
My skirt is barely covering my intimates.
I am waiting for you to decide
which matters more.
Your current sex drive- throbbing
and enticed by my vulnerability...
or me- weakly
beautiful.
As I lay here I am terrified
of what you may choose.
Yet my strength has left me, I cannot scream,
let alone kick
or run.
As I lay here I question how I got into this predicament.
I did not consume more than two drinks.
Did you drug me?
Was I always your prey?
As I lay here I fear being conquered,
Yet I wanted to be pursued.
Somehow, these distinctions were lost in translation.
As I lay here I watch you remove your clothes before
Crawling over me...
I want to scream, but all I can manage is a single tear.
Will that be enough to stop you?
As I lay here, will you rape me or will you love me?