Prostitute

Take a sip, drink 

Sea of diseases, 

That'll mount sickness,

Suck the nectar feel 

Dive in catastrophic wonders 

With addiction, smell 

The sweat of every man

Touch the scent of every 

Fragrance, pray with 

Midnight walker, the

Institutions of the night 

The host of every lost soul 

Even ghosts toast in 

Their abandoned homes, 

Their touch and tongue 

Are like venom electrify 

Impulse. Resurrected 

Dead feelings, kills

Family relationships, 

Stranger to yourself, 

Life feels like a suicide 

Every side choked by

Hocks of life problems

But turning to zombie 

Of different shadows

Destroys lives of many 

People.