Oblivion

Little plastic pot

of treacle sleep

killing my emotions

until I am dead inside

for days

and months

and years

how much time

did they steal from me?

Never fully awake

never capable of protest

never able to say “No”

Stop, don’t do this to me

you can’t cure me

by killing me dead

by taking away

everything that makes me

human

they didn’t listen

they didn’t give me

any choice

they controlled,

I slept.

How is this cure

any different

from the sickness?