Maybe I am just a forgotten toy
people can use and abuse at a moment’s notice
Forgotten child, forgotten woman
Abandoned in a pool of mud
Dragged around like a filthy rag
I don’t matter no more
Silenced into the darkness
My emotions strewn haplessly
across the distinct desert plains
Last on the list
Spoken to only when
The weather shifts into place.
A woman I am
a useless toy.
This is me.