bottle of pills

bottle of pills

A Poem by victoria

Walking around everyday,
It gets painful.
Because, honestly
i don't want to be alive.
the pain i feel everyday.
Is unbearable.
Trying to deal with it is impossible.
I look to my blade.
 I make deep cuts up and down my arm.
 So many times i wish to die.
I can't take it anymore.
I'm screaming,
but it's like no one can here me.
Even though i know they can.
I turn to my last hope. 
Bottle full of white pills.
I smile because i won't have to wake up next morning.
White pills, i swallow them all,
and go to sleep with a smile on my face.

© 2016 victoria


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I hope that if this represents current emotions that you are feeling ok and have found some catharsis in putting your feelings down into great pieces of writing. This emotional poem is both beautiful and melancholy and I hope happiness speeds your way soon XxXx

Posted 4 Years Ago


i don't know why we all have this feeling of loneliness though we can heal each other.love and compassion is all we need if we willing to give it without expectation i am sure we will receive it back one day.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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Added on November 23, 2016
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victoria
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dalmeny, Canada



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