"where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth"

my tears are
a requiem of my innocence
stemmed from the breathless
emotional fatigue that embraces my skin
like a near invisible sheen of sweat
(it's there)
I learnt to bleed and whimper but no one ever told me
as you pierce my soul again and again
impaling my chaste purity upon
the phallacies you wield
like a god
no one ever told me
I would die spasming upon the sheets again
and again.