1Tortured Existence
The final word was spoken
The sentence had been dealt
Being led away in shackles
Who knows what she felt.
The pain is in her tears
Her hair shielded her as she cried
And in that very instant
She felt as if she'd died.
Her prison rose before her
The torturing would never cease
And only within the arms of death
Would she find her release
Some guards judged her carefully
As if she were a piece of meat
Others simply stared
At the new girl from the street
The shackles weren't the only bindings,
There was but little hope anymore
No longer indulging in thoughts of escape
She thought only of the terrors in store
The men were often brutal
Sometimes leaving her broken and battered
In dealing with these savages
She felt that life no longer mattered
God's grace didn't extend to her
She was alone with her plight
And without the hope of God
She lacked the will to fight
So she accepted her fate
And slowly died from within
But how many girls are like her
Waiting for their punishment to begin