Alive yet dead

They touch...they go...
But none to touch my core....
They thump their flesh...they buy sex...
The predators of lust...define me as a whore...
Where have I come...where will I go...
Only money flows...
My body cries no more...
Mind numb as they thump...
Clawing my flesh...bruising me all over...
I try to escape but my profile follows...
A beauty that cursed my existence forever...
Alive...dying everyday in minutes and seconds...