You asked me how the anguish began,
oh, how quickly you ran.
You dodged my pills, depression and suicide notes, asked me simply how it may have started,
oh, how quickly you departed.
leaving me standing here broken hearted.
pills, depression and suicide notes,
a daily battle in disguise
that just happens all too quickly to process.
Painkillers in my hands
entwines with simple rubber bands,
connected to my veins, my blood stream and my lungs.
Empty tins that once filled with circles of death,
now accompany me in my head.
Addictive side effects, scribbled down in my suicide notes.
Trembling hands, broken locks on the doors.
Shouting voices, screaming crisis.
Pills, depression and suicide notes,
all wrote in a single font in a pen,
staining the paper.
YOU ARE READING
Chemicals
PoetryThere are thoughts in my head laced with chemicals and dread i'll write them all down word for word, in a series of rhymes this way I wont crash and burn. (Trigger Warning)