as the sky turns grey,
i curl up in my bed,
my hands over ears, trying to stop the voices in my head,
i feel myself start to break away.
the voices only get louder with each passing minute,
i get up to find my box of escape from this world,
i held the small box, and felt a chill creep down my spine,
i say to myself, "im going to die",
i stare at the white and green pills, hoping it was enough to take me away from all this harsh pain.
my heart begins to break as I empty the little capsules into my hands,
the tears stinging my eyes and falling down my face,
I look back at all my past mistakes and regrets,
i swallow all the pills in my palm along with water,
and then turn off my light to sleep in an endless dream.
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Book of Poems
Puisihey everyone it's your favorite emo here with her poems she tries to write late at night when she can't sleep, super depressed, or whatever. ****TRIGGER WARNING; BLOOD, SELF-HARM, SUICIDE.****
