HEAT

Today I finally felt like there was nothing between my peace and self. No dick. No man. No traumatic history. No nothing. Just pure excitement.

"I'm glad that when you look me in the face you no longer see my tears but my eyes that are angered by your presence. Right here. Right now."

Sex Worker but not a Prostitute

It was more than taking up your space when i saw your eyes lurk me.

Tomorrow I will open your eyes because mine have been sealed shut after the glow from the sun.

She loved me,

He loved me,

I never loved me,

Thus his money made me gold.

I was tryna be nice the other day when he said "were you speaking to me?"

IT was not IT and I was more than IT so of course i was speaking to the man that made me glad.

IT WAS ONE TIME,

but it was wasn't,

It was several times,

When i slept with a man that was committed,

When I allowed him to kiss every inch of my body,

When i took the pill that made my heart almost burst,

When I laid on my back as he sucked me off,

Lastly, when his grey hands touched every bit of me with his upper-class-fucking SOAP.

I've been running out of breath for quite some time,

It's beyond my understanding but I sit in silence waiting for my capacity to expand.

I am 5'11,

Yet I only value one inch of my body.

I was worth it,

I swear I was,

But now I have a price,

I have a sex drive,

I have nothing to offer but my body,

however I wished i had more...

Tomorrow please fall asleep, don't open those eyes until you know that I am one step from you. You erased me and only held on to a single strand of hair of mine- that's how i know you didn't leave. I am a sex worker, an alcoholic, a slut, the other man, and much more that I don't wish to detail. There were moans, lies and anxiety. I am not a prostitute, not a prostitute, prostitute, PROSTITUTE, PROSTITUTE, just a prostitute....