accidental whore

whores fuck for money
and you do it for free
you arent a whore
you are beneath the whores
fucking and laughing
screaming and playing
open wide and smile for the camera

you tried to run again
tied to the bed
the tears no longer run
medicine is daily until
like magic you can float and dream and breathe
without fear
but you are chained
used
broken
and thrown away

faceless men
holding you down
and hugging you tight
men that dont look at you
they dont see you
you are only a toy
to be played with
to be used
and then broken

they pulled the strings
watching and waiting
telling you the rules
and the consequences
for luck they say
to break you they say
 safety is lost
in the shuffle of rooms

each bed comes with chains
locked doors
and dim lights
empty words and lost promises
you have to graduate up
you have to become a whore
and then they will love you
kiss you
hug you

how long will it take
waiting and wondering
wishing and praying
for a release from this prison
they whisper it quietly
that she is a pro
that she will obey
that she has finally become a whore