But she staggers and stumbles down the street.
Cold rain and icy winds chill her spine.
As a car pulls up
She stops
And waits for the words,
"Do you need a ride?"
She gets in
Regretfully taking the money and
Does what she is paid to do
She shivers at every touch,
Every kiss that lands on her feels like hell.
But she has no choice
She has to get her fix.