Pop The Pills

[ErykaInspire.]

A poem I wrote while going through Chronic Depression and I got into an Overdosing problem.. Then one day in school I realized I had to change.

Pop the pills
one by one
when the bottles empty
is when you'll be done
walk around
as your body goes numb
legs getting heavy
and you feel so dumb
stumble into the bathroom
and fall into the stall
you lock the door
and start to bawl
you hate yourself for this
but you seen no other way
he broke your heart
and you had nothing to say
all you do is turn your back
you always walk away
carrying the pain with you
day after day
pills make you numb
so you don't get hurt
you look down
and there's blood on your shirt
a gun in your hand
why did you start?
to bad you missed;
just under your heart
you want to be dead
but you can't do it right
you try again,
hold the gun tight
you're unconsious on the floor
and you hear the doctor say
"She'll be alright,
She'll be okay"
you cry inside one last time
as the ambulance carries you away
you died on that sidewalk
but lived the next day
you changed into someone else
and now that person's gone
I'm glad to have you back
you were gone for to long.