28 Days

If the world ended, I'd end with it

If I were the last woman on Earth, I  wouldn't want to be

If one day I woke up and everything was over and empty

I'd take a hundred paracetamol followed by a glass of wine

Or maybe a shot, I've always liked something stronger

I always thought I was stronger, a survivor

But now I realise that to survive is to be stuck

Traded away as a currency, an object for their desire

For their please, a prisoner, a promise

A promise for new life by destroying ours

You promised them women

And you promised me life

And we'll both get our way

Though I won't get a say

And society will be rebuilt

Not diseased, not infected

But sickened

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