Washing Away My Shame

I'm trying to wash away my shame.
The tears in my eyes the blood on my thigh,
Why didn't he see my face?

My lips locked with his, my body was aflame,
His hands reached, I said no, he asked why.
I'm trying to wash away my shame.

I was being pinned to the bedframe,
His fingers in me I felt a scream but what came out was a sigh,
My wild eyes, sought his, why didn't he look at my face?

I was pushing him away but my hands felt lame.
Panic coursing through my veins, yet my body was on a high.
I betrayed myself, I'm trying to wash away my shame.

He was stroking my face, he was calling my name,
My eyes pleaded as I sought his, I felt my spirit die
I knew it was too late, but why didn't he look at my face?

My eyes swollen, spirit crushed, is this what people do in love's name?
Was this my trust, this my love? My eyes downcast all my emotions spelt fie.
The water's run out but I'm still trying to wash away my shame.
My eyes extinguished but I know why didn't look at my face.