|Love and that bottle of pills
By Blossom1102 on 03/18/2009
Here I lay,
wishing that death would come,
waiting, waiting, always waiting.
I look at the empty bottle,
how many pills were in it before?
15, 20, 25?
Now the bottle lay empty beside my head,
I think of you as a tear goes down my face,
I think of what I have done as my head begins to swim...
I don''t want to die!
Let me live!
I have my whole future ahead of me!
My chest feels like burning knives!
My head is swimming!
I''m only 16!
Please don''t let me die!
I''m so sleepy now.....
Did you think that I would die for you?
Did you think that I would take my own life?
Just for you?
I loved you!
I still love you!
Do you still love me?
What would you do if I died?
What would you do if I were to take my own life?
Would you cry?
Would you scream?
Would you take your own life too?
WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
*originally written on April 28, 2004
© By Blossom1102 On 3/18/2009 10:25:01 PM