Im tempted.
Im tempted to reach the bottles of pills sitting by my bedside.
To take each and everyone and fall into my deep sleep.
Opening the caps of all 3 bottles i chose my poison for my pain.
I swallow each and everyone leaving empty pill bottles to lay stranded out on my bed.
I slowly close my eyes waiting for the moment i can truly be free and nothing will ever bad happen again.
I sleep. I sleep knowing my life will soon be over and i will finally find peace.
I see nothing i hear nothing but now at least im not tempted to take the pills on my nightstand.
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Poetrymy thoughts and many of the the things going through my head (in process)