I don't regret this
1 hour rest,
And hallucinations slowly begin,
This nauseous feeling consumes me,
And I can't think straight,
My body cries in pain,
I forgot to take my needed pills once again,
I hold back the puke that's forming in the back of my throat,
And close my eyes trying to concentrate on my breathing,
My body was on fire,
And I can't breathe,
There was nothing that could stop this,
I just know deep down,
I don't regret this.
I knew my body was going to give in soon,
I knew this was its breaking point.
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A Beautiful Disaster
PoetryMy story. A story full of unforgettable thoughts. I've come to terms with these certain parts of my life. This is for the people who decide to read my poetry. I hope you find the motivation to continue to fighting like I did. #1 in slam (5/31/18) #1...