not another day
spent giving to the very ones who never wanted me
not another night
spent in the backseat forging my body over to a face who will one day disappear
not another wish in the well
that i will not wake up the next day
not another breath wasted
speaking his name
not another minute borrowed
from someone who will not remember
not another sunset
not another sunrise
not another drive home
not another night crying on the shower floor over the marks on my skin
not another minute
will i have to suffer
any longer
in oxygen's empty embrace
