ghost hands/undesired touch

When you are made to feel like an object, nothing more than the body that carries you throughout the day, you don't forget it

Firm grasps, suffocating mass, undesired hands

I just sit motionless

Is it over?

As if I wanted it in the first place...

Did I feel you?

I did

I felt him too

And him

And him

Memories haunting my mind

Like the ghost hands that grasp my wrists to hold me still

Or that feel my oversized hoodie to make sure my breast are there