I'm sitting here.
I have 17 extra strength tylenol.
I am 95 lbs of skin and bone.
For the last week I have thought about this,
This moment that I could be free.
That man took the last of my worth with him,
When he slammed me to the ground.
There is nothing left inside of me.
My heart isn't beating for me anymore.
It is beating for this foreign presence.
I see his his dark shadow when I close my eyes.
I can't walk anywhere and hear the footsteps behind me.
I am tired of fighting.
I am giving up.
I have 17 extra strength tylenol.
And I am ready to swallow.