Uppers, Downers
$5.99 vodka
Stale Cigarettes
Smeared lipstick
Crumbled dress from night before
This is my life now,
Life as a whore

Once pretty and youthful
Bags replace once glowing eyes
Tear stains run down my painted face
As I stare down at my inner thighs
Track marks scattered on my leg


Beer can carpet
Tequila perfume
Thong uniform
Condom wrapper blanket
This beautiful house of mine
Track marks in a line

Hair knotted, matted, tangled
Shattered dreams, shattered glass
Skin loosely hanging from the bones
Shattered future, shattered past
Track marks cover my body now

No more smiles
No more laughs
No more happy
No more life
Track marks are all I see
This is a dying whore,
This is me


 
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