A m o r a 💮

Prostitute 👑

She wears torn cloths,
in the room closed tight.
& glittery pink frock with
heels six inches high.
Fakes her smile with lips
coloured russian red.
Whenever she goes out ,
with eyes always down.
Auctioned body,
her soul means nothing.
Different faces,
every day , every night.
All colours in her life,
are turned to grey.
And she needs to learn
how to dance with the pole ;
these creepy living men,
just need the hole.
A deny one day ,
could choke her throat;
How could she refuse ,
with money she was brought.
Eleven years old ,
her body started bleeding.
It wasn't natural ,
it was man penetrating.
Several slaps ,
her skin seems leather ;
No one to caress ,
long gone her mother.
Makeups everyday ,
she is tired of perfumes ;
Cries her heart out ,
when she watches caring grooms.
But her life is a waste ,
no books , no love ;
Forced to be touched ,
in the bed & the clubs.
Haunted with AIDS & HIV as well;
The pain in her body ,
sends her to hell.
But they continue ,
the greed never stops ;
Dreams to flee ,
& survival she hopes.
And when she realized,
she can't escape but stay;
Convinces herself saying,
" I save rapes everyday "