Twilight girl  
pale face, cracked lips, red eyes,
breathing in slow forced breaths,
long days struggling to put food on the table,
lonely nights with strange men.

they say she's in the class B-team,
she can't go out during the day,
it is too bright for bats to go out,
so she stays in and waits for her time.

her face is slowly sinking and wasting,
her skin is sagging- slowly becoming pale,
but still sells love to another man cheaply,
....the worst things in life come free.

as the sun creeps up, she creeps back into her hole
waiting for her time to come for its not yet her's to prowl
its another day, another wasted day for her,
eyes are shut, limbs are relaxed n breathing slows-for a moment she's at peace.