not enough to kill me,
but enough to knock me out.
maybe if I'm lucky,
it'll drown their voices out.
lying across the duvet,
all poured out.
my lifeless body,
all floored out.
not enough to kill me
but enough to say goodbye.
maybe if I'm lucky,
it'll be permanent next time.
YOU ARE READING
overdose
PoetryTW: OD, DEATH - i hope the voices are gone now. (cover creds: oswaldo cepeda)
