Dark thoughts

The world stands still,

no one cares

my soul's for sale ,life's a wreck.

Can't control,I'm dead within.

I can feel them rub against my skin,

and scavenge again.

I'm weak,

I'm reek,

I'm sold again.

I've become spiritual now.

Ican't run away.

Have no identity,this is who i'm

just another whore....