she once was young she once had a soul she was stripped, wounded and left naked on the floor they didnt care that they tore her from top to bottom every little bit of hope for love they converted to lust a longing to be held was filled with the touch of a faceless man grimy and dirty, he touches her in places never before seen she holds her breath and closes her eyes in her mind she leaves to another place. somewhere shes never been but desires to be somewhere where love comes free. despite her tears he keeps going. when hes done he walks away . its only then she comes back to her hell. praying she wont have to face another day. praying for someone, anyone to take her pain.
Heroless Endeavor.. mindless ramblings of nothing at all