Dead Sex Puppet

 

Dead Sex Puppet

You’re useless
You’re used to this
You cannot function
Without having someone to kiss

She hides a corpse
Underneath her jacket
A cold, lifeless body

Unaware if she’s alive or dead
It doesn’t matter- look at her
She can get through anything
She can get anything she wants
By giving a little extra
Or just showing, for that matter
She doesn’t exist in reality
She’s only someone’s release
Someone’s empty vessel
Cheap date
Ride home
Ride
She stopped feeling years ago
She laughs everything off and says
“Do what you’ve got to do”
It’s sad how the world has made her this way
Unaware of what she’s become

Against her morals she goes home with him
To better her career and get ahead in life
She could be anyone
Just don’t stop the motion
Think of the notion
And throw up your former self
Eventually she’ll get sick enough
When no one will look at her twice
Once is enough to know she doesn’t exist
But at least she enjoys herself
Almost as much as others do…