"When the last pill slips down...
She wishes no one kicked the door down,
She begs for her life,
Like she's always wanted it.
'You are sick.' They say.
'You were never okay.' The ponder.
They poke, they prod, they label her odd.
She
Is
Falling
Apart.
No one can save her. No one ever could. It's her turn, to say goodnight to life and say hello to the stars and the moon."
