Dream Princess

Cheap bright lipstick smeared across her pasty thin face,

Teeth rotting, the stench follows her words,

Uneducated and ugly,

What other choice did she have in this world?

Parading on the corner, like a peacock on show

She's working tonight, and waiting

Dreams of a glamorous life have flown away

Self respect forgotten for a buck

“Wanna f**k?” She leers at people passing

No longer seeing them as people

In her mind they're all the same

They all bleed her dry

Emotionless sexual encounters fill her nights,

As dawn comes and the rising sun bathes the city in a golden light

She retreats

Her fix must be got

As the needle hits the vein

The world dissolves around her

Smiling she sleeps in her filthy bed

Dreaming of the princess she never was

Never given the chance to get somewhere, to escape

Life, an endless battle which culminates in death

Death, the sweetest relief

The ultimate drug

Reviews

[Seshat Nidaba]

In some cultures they call an orgasm, the 'little death' and for some reason this sort of lifestyle she leads reminds me of this, the emptiness of hedonism, the flat line after a fake 'high'.

Your use of visualization in this is truly excellent, I could "See" many parts of your piece.

like a peacock on show, bright lipstick smeared, sleeps in her filthy bed, sleeps in her filthy bed



The vivid lines helped to make the emotional content more bearable.

[Androglossia]

Commercial sex. While it sets the wrong tone for society, it degrades the people who peddle the favors. It's like a deadly virus to some people. But if we look at the bigger picture, we can see deeper reasons behind it. Individual reaons, overlooked individual reasons and stories.

Your poem speaks not only the blatant but also the story behind it. Great piece!

Thank you so much for the review :)

[Androglossia]

You're very welcome=)

[Ross Saunders]

Very powerful piece here. The images are intense, adding to the strong feelings of the poem.