“Let me give you support,”

He says.

“Let me take care of you,”

She hears.

Her thirst and hunger becomes an endless twister,

Constantly twisting into deeper disaster.

 

“I want my money first.

Cash before all.

If you can’t keep me happy,

The deal will fall,”

She says.

 

Him: I’m Here.

Where are you?

Hello

She becomes anxious,

Full of doubts and second thoughts.

Her: I’m coming.

 

*One… Two....*

She counts these steps in her head,

On her way to do a sin,

Praying to not let this be her end.

*Three…*

 

*Words from the devil:

This is your time.

Make this money,

Go home,

Forget.

Simple.*

It was never this simple.

 

He grabs my breast,

Almost like sticking his hand in a bed of jello.

“Making sure they’re real,’

He says.

*Brush that off.*

 

In the dark,

His figure is all she sees.

He’s tall,

Built,

Nice body.

Still doesn’t satisfy her mind.

 

There’s cash on the bed.

Eighty dollars to be exact.

She looks at him.

She looks at the cash,

Hesitant to grab it.

 

“Get undressed,”

He says.

“Take off your panties and bra,”

He says.

“Lay on your back,”

He says.

 

She grabs the cash.

She does what he says.

She gets on her back.

She is scared.

AIDS.

Pregnancy.

Danger.

 

*This is what your mom teaches you when you’re a child:

Strangers are not decent.

They are not kind.

They do not care about you

Because they do not know you.*

But for the money,

She opened her gate,

And he went in.

 

What felt like hours was only 40 minutes.

40 minutes of penetration.

40 minutes of shame.

40 minutes of regret.

40 minutes of hate.

40 minutes of wondering.

40 minutes of pain.

40 minutes of cramps.

The worst?

40 minutes of losing myself.

 

Money makes people do dumb things

No one can be themselves.

Everyone will bring out the deepest part of themselves for a check.

We can not help this world was built on Franklin.

Her dad tells her to get it how she lives.

She didn’t love how she had to get it.

 

She fed two obsessions that day.

Her thirst and hunger went low.

He was gentle.

He was sweet.

She wasn’t happy.

She should’ve said no.

 

As she goes home,

She thinks of what people will think when they find out.

*Cousin:

At least you made some money.*