last night
i overdosed
well attempted,
this isnt courtney's ghost typing to you.
or is it?
sorry, almost dying brings dry, raunchy, humor.
yesterday, at school when i was crying
having the oddest panic attack of my life
i just wanted her to hug me
but i knew asking her
would result in, a slap in the face.
so i restrained myself.
as the anxiety left my body i could only think of blood
pouring
out of my body
i thought of it trickling down my neck
spurting out my thighs
and even slicing my wrists.
so just my luck,
my dad's waiting for me, and its like
his words are slipping through me,
running past and i cant hear a thing.
finally im home, and i rummage through every cabinet
and finally im ready.
i write the notes, as im bawling
shaking
convulsing
and then i cant breathe when i get to her note,
so i stop
take the pills
and fall asleep soundly.
YOU ARE READING
milk and honey
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