Why Even Bother? Poem by Anurag Talukdar

I am just a toy for her to derive sadistic pleasure.
She keeps on agonizing me with her words, keeps on devouring my soul by forcing me into isolation.
A 10x8 room filled with just one bed is my only true possession, my only companion.
I once was a human, I too yearned for company, but now I don't even bother.
I don't even know how my story will end, I don't even smile these days, but hardly anyone bothers.