Goodbye To Me
The blade,
"Use me!"
I can hear it scream
Just one cut,
One deep one,
And over it is
The pill,
"Drink me!"
I hear the voice in my head telling me
Just a few..
Maybe 15 strong pain killers?
Maybe an overdose on insulin?
The gun,
"Pull me!"
I can feel my fingers pulling the trigger
Its just one quick move
I wont even feel it
The powder,
"Smell me!"
I can feel my head going closer to it
Just one line,
And addiction it is?
The voices,
Its getting to loud!
Its taking over...
Let me go!
Just one deep cut
Just an overdose on pain medication
Just one move of a finger
Just an overdose from the drug...
Just those and my life,
Well...
It wont exist
Copyright © Rebecca Cilliers | Year Posted 2020
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