benyadrl

Written by: nastoshia siedlecki

I lay on the cold floor inside the park bathroom 
Knowing I'll face my doom
 The poison is rushing threw my delicate veins
 I hear nothing but the sound as it rains
 the hotness of my body begins to rush
 my skin so pale No flush 
I want to escape the world and be free
 So I left home overdosed having a chance to flee
 Blackness takes over for about a second 
then light comes back I reckoned 
I hear sirens coming my way
 I know the consequences I must pay
 Just another fail to end my life
 Maybe next time I'll use a knife