Human Trafficking

Her voice was heavy from a Russian accent

Her skin was pale her race

Her eyes were red from crying

Her tears were black from makeup

Her legs and arms were bruised from being pinned down

Her face was a disgrace from being hit

Her insides were bloody from having men force themselves in her

Her fingernails were messy from biting at them

Her personality was different from learning how to fear

Her breathing was slow from the corsets she was forced to wear

Her heart was fast from emotions that welled up inside her mind

Her life was seen as worthless for she had been sold as a slave, a sex slave, for men to do as the pleased