She can't go back again

For her the nights are longer,
Darker than they should be,
Colder than December,
The smoke makes her drift,
Beyond the stars into infinity,
She stares at the strange man,
With glazed, bloodshot eyes,
What once was beautiful,
Is now full of dirty lies,
Used today forgotten tomorrow,
She can't get out of the rut,
To live she continues to borrow,
Living on someone else's time,
The empty, pointless life,
Doesn't feel like her own anymore,
She has nothing to point at and call 'mine',
Drowns her sorrow in the cheap bottles of wine,
Smokes away her fears,
Forgets her dignity and gets used to the leers,
She's gone beyond the bend,
Not coming back again,
She can't go back again.

~Rei Shiori