Pills...

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By faith. . .

These pills that i'm given, they fuck with my head, Leave me just thinking i'd be better off dead. They turn me into a person i sincerely hate, Someone who just isn't me, unaware of their fate. I took one this morning coz i really felt bad, I wanted nobody to see that i was so sad. I wanted to talk, i wanted to cry, But now i lay here with a tear in my eye. I promised myself i wouldn't take them again, But here i am thinking they just might keep me sane. Coz i have to do something or i will not survive, But now is the time to choose whether i fall or i fly...

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