27 August 2012

Seeping into my veins,

We stand huddled in the dark room,

Squalid and ruined,

Paint lined our bodies,

Glowing bright in the dark,

The naked skin just objects,

Bought sold and rented,

Pupils wide and eyes black with night,

then the door opens and music seeps in,

Mutters and groans escape broken lips,

One is taken,

The drug trips,

I'm pulled out, my skin radiating the electric blue,

The paint chosen for me,

It goes with my eyes,

The buyer looks me up and down,

I don't mind my nakedness,

I stand tall and look him in his face,

Defiance,

This only makes him smirk,

And say with whispering hue,

"What a boy,"

"Electric blue."

NickyXGood Dream, Bad Things • Opuss № I