Jenna

Fake lipstick

Night is cold

Try to call

She will say:

'Fine'

Fake Smile

For her no aunt

Forced into stuff

She never thought

Only by a man

Who thought she loved

Scary Men

But only one who scared her the most

No hope

Cry herself to sleep

Every morning.

For nothing

She is hit in the face.

New hair

New life

Scare every night

Of how it might

Turn up

No control

Of her own life

Sophie,

Now she wants justice

Freedom

To feel like before

Author's Note

Inspired by Trafficked by Sophie Hayes.