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Sienna Dec 2018
There’s a woman in the streetlight surrounded by reddish dark
Her body feeling numb, her body feeling stark
As she waits for a man to come and leave his mark
No father or dreams nothing to believe
Sold into this life, her mom is the enemy
And her tears and body are its currency
No point to beg or plead
The lonely men are satisfied when she bleeds
She gives them all and everything
But they continue to feed
Some get careless and leave her to breed
A baby on the way but the world it’ll never see
As the red on her legs triggers tears to the sink
Again she starts the cycle
Smoking a cigarette, sitting under the light pole
Dreading the next man to take her to bed
Knowing sooner or later she’d be left for dead
But the feeling won’t register anymore
As mommy had done this to her
Mommy had made her a *****
And now she’s only wanted nothing more
Then to go to a home and open a door
Without fear of being pushed to the floor
While her body is seen as just another lure
She never asked for this or the ***** kiss
Never wanted to feel it forced in
As her body grows tired and gets fragile and thin
Wishing again and again for a better life as another tear rolls off her chin
And joins the others in the puddle of unwanted sin.
Kolea Palakiko May 2016
One by one they pass by
Looking down upon the girl that sells herself
There eyes yell disgusting words and hatred

They don't even try to look into her dull blue eyes
No matter how much they scream for help
Nobody listens
Not even one

There he sits with his tailored suit
He looks rich and kind
But his sickening bright white smile
And sick eyes tell a different story
A vile story filled with screams and dark secrets

She tried to run but only got twenty feet out of the door before he caught her
He threw her inside and his fists demanded obedience
And she surrendered

They all surrendered one by one
Each one made an example for others
Until they broke into a million pieces

And even when they thought they couldn’t break any more
He exploited them across the internet
Made them accept men into their bodies that did not want
And they still had to get dressed and leave to give him the money
So they wouldn’t be beaten or forcefully entered by him

And when they think they have hope it quickly catch stolen by him
So they feel worthless and undesired
And then they spiral down and down into the dark with no end

And when the authorities do catch him
They do not give up names, they do not give up him
Because there are others out there just like him
And they are afraid of them and him
So the cycle just repeats over and over and over again

With no end

— The End —