And from behind me...

I felt him glide his fingers, I felt his heavy breath.. I felt him force them in me, And I could not protest. "No" I screamed in silence, These cries just echo in my head I felt his shift of weight on the springs of this rusted bed. I felt him slid inside me and I cried out in silence pain. I thought, I hoped, I'd dreamed it, but I felt it once again. Why can no one hear me, why is my chest so sore, Why are my eyes so tiered, and this body to limp to move. Why can I not, just wave my arms, and wail in protest, Have I been sedated or am I just used to this?