Perfumed Neck

Fragrance, make-up, hair styled and matched / Tossed into a river, ankle to anchor attached / Weight pulling down, gasped and splashed… Drowning, choking, never to be saved / Love, attention, safety craved.

Craved protection from the vultures and sharks / Sharply dressed predators lurking in the dark. The smooth talking snakes, licking my flesh / Before sinking teeth into my perfumed neck… Everybody wanted something from you, it was either money or sex... That’s nothing new, but you ask yourself, what’s next? Where’s the love? Where’s the depth? Why does this adoptive family feel like death?

The streets took you in, but they didn’t love you / They whispered sweet nothings, while giving abuse… You learnt to protect yourself from the light of the sun / A young woman battling the world with an unloaded gun…. Trapped in the darkness with one’s own inner demons / Spiritually lost, instead of holy water, she was baptized with semen.

Thrown to the wolves, eaten alive / Your whole existence falsified… Value diminished, potential squashed / Innocence buried in a 7 foot box… A coffin catapulted downward, no funeral, no eulogy / No bystanders, no priests, no loved ones to see.