Churning. My stomach is churning with the 'sweets' I have eaten. Too many for my own good. I think I might throw up.
"Im sorry"
Those two words caused so much panic.
19 messages from *******
2 missed calls from *******
3 missed facetime calls from *******
5 messages from *****
I couldn't bear to see them hurt and worry over such a little action.
"I just ate too many cookies, " I say with a smile. Their worries disappear and they sleep peacefully.
Those 'sweets' in the shape of tiny circles, one too many eaten, left a bitter taste in my mouth. Mind fogged from the amount of 'sugar', eyes drowsy from the ever waiting 'sugar crash', I may finally rest.
A/N In case it wasn't clear this is about ODing
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PoetryThese are poems that i have either written or seen and liked them. They will say at the top if i have written them or someone else did. (If it doesn't say than I wrote it and just got lazy) ⚠️BIG TW⚠️ *suicidal thoughts *suicide mentions *depression...
