Like whispers on the wind
He lays kisses on my body
His massive ******* between my legs
It's been like this every night
Being used by different men
Friends, strangers and foe on my bed

My blank eyes on the ceiling
His going faster and I can hear his rugged breathing
Shall I let out  a moan?
What is his name again?
I'm smiling but I feel empty
There is no emotion
Just a faux happiness.

The night is almost over
I'm lying down with an unknown cutie
More, I need more.
I want more.
To void the emptiness I feel
To stop the stabbing pain in my heart.

****** is the life,
The burns and blemishes.
Heart aflame,
Quivers and fame,
The chilling beasts wavering,
Kills and screams.
Hallucinations and some tints,
The shades are not grey.
The ghettos I'm breaking.
Living...******!

for what the crowd wants*

Screams and delighted cheers
bounce against the stadium walls, tall, strong, and fierce
roared by ten thousand strong knowing no fears
all against the man in chains, drowning in tears

Been weighed, been measured, been found wanting
the fiery men standing with their fists pumping
while the beaten one stays still, silently praying
waiting for the justice he knows is never coming