We Won’t Speak Like This Again

You've used me up

swallowed all of the pills

in my orange, clear bottle

not even bothering to

read the drug facts

or the label on my side spelling out

a last and first name

that isn't your's.

I'm not your's.

Yet you consumed what was left

of my insides

my heart and soul

delved into your stomach

swimming in your agony

against my will

I had no say

©SelfTitled, 2017