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