You shouldn't read this

I didn't move
because I was busy not thinking;
if he had touched my mind
I wouldn't be around here today to tell you this.

Down for the count,
and not getting up until they ring that bell,
I just can't see myself standing with these knees.

it's imprisonment and
throwing away the key to those places
you could have gone,
it's doing what you have to
to get through,
it's letting him lie next to you
and throwing up in your mouth
and knowing nothing will ever feel good again.

At least not in this body.