Pill Popper

Pill Popper

A Poem by Brittni Smyers Hill

I thought it would be
all Girl, Interrupted and s**t,
One day I'm here, the next day,
"F**k my life, that's it."
Framily would never see it coming,
but I thought they'd be appreciate it,
No more sad sack rape victim.
Congratulations folks! This is your life, Upgraded!
The thing nobody tells you is Suicide kills,
unless your follow through blows.
Then, it's just embarrassing,
and now, EVERYBODY knows.
I never wanted to hurt anybody,
but I was shattered, I couldn't deal.
My tourniquet wasn't working, 
Next stop: Pills 
Of course, in the multiverse that is Me,
I'd f**k it up, Survive,
and wake up to a broken family,
Mea culpa, Mea Culpa, MEA CULPA,
I won't hurt y'all no more, I'm fine,
I'll be the Not-A-Burden I used to be.
Me, The Fixer, the one who's got your back,
when you're running with your woes,
Now the cause, not the cure, and well,
You know how that s**t goes.

© 2016 Brittni Smyers Hill

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❤️ "My tourniquet wasn't working"

So much love for you and the pain you express!

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Added on June 22, 2016
Last Updated on June 22, 2016
Tags: suicide, survivor, dealing, fine, failure, pain, hurt, resilience, family