I have tryed to make you see
I slammed doors
Cryed my soul out
I screamed it at you
I have tryed to make it obvious
I'm not who you want me to be
You won't lisen
Drastic times...call for drastic measures
I pop open the bottle
Poke a hole in the seal
Take the cotton out
The pills call to me
I swallow one
Then pretty soon the bottle is gone
I open another bottle
Within moments, those are gone too
Im feeling sick to my stomach now
I open the last bottle
Half the bottle disappears
I'm on the floor, Unconcious
No way to call for help
No way to throw up, so I can save the body
I'm fading into the darkness
This is my poison
The way I ease my pain
You don't get the picture?
Well I'm throwing it at you now.
Is it clear yet?
As I fade, I hear you cry
You finally understand
Why did I have to die for you to understand?
All the screaming, All the yelling
Please don't save me
Don't turn me into what Im not
You don't care, so don't pretend you do
This is my poison, My way of making you see
I'M NOT WHO YOU WANT ME TO BE!
Author notes
Written August 22nd, 2006
A contest entry
- ♥ Pain ♥ by The Roaming Scar.
600 points, ended December 29, 2007, 37 entries
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I hope this was just a poem.
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This poem I wrote this for a friend really did happen. I lost her... Its a tribute to her.
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my my, I hope you didnt really do this. If you did, I am sorry. We've all had our suicidal tendencies. Not fun indeed. =/
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thanx
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