Dying to live

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The pills make me high

The blade makes me sore

I just want to die

And not be here anymore

The drugs make my head spin

I hate my kin

I need a way out

What is this about?

I always feel sad

Everyone says I am bad

I don't know what to do

I am feeling really blue

I have no one

I no longer have any fun

Overdosing is too slow

Shooting myself is a no

I am just dying to live

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