sex worker's eyes

the dim light flickers in dark

the crumbled sheets scattered

the door half shut ozzes out light

coming from the streets of dark shelters

the air is heavy with an odd smell

the ash tray still smoking

the eerie silence has voices from hell

and living seems worse than dying

trembling hands reach for the notes

trying to run for cover

the mind has been numb for hours

and the body is left uncovered

the smooth skin is coarce inside

the teardrops have left marks

the eyes have a silent cry

and soul runs aimless in dark

the once live body now stays still

the pleasure is just to kill

open eyes dream of a dream

with hollow bodies to be filled

the agony cant find a way out

the eyes are locked by need

the body cant take anymore

but there are mouths to feed

so the flesh rises up again

knowing to fall back again

with an unknown burden on it

to pave a life with pain