~This isn't a poem but I feel as though I can put it here because it is my account and my book.~
3:00 am
I wake up shaking and crying
After only an hour of sleep
It started to hurt to breath
I get up and stumble
I need pills
Already overdosed today
Whats another dozen
There wasn't any hidden in my room
Maybe there are some in the bathroom
The walls are closing in as I move
The darkness made me feel worse
I close the door while in the bathroom
I flick on the lights and lean on the counter
I look at myself in the mirrror
This is not the same fun girl from years ago
Where did she go
I felt a sense of weakness flood me
I fell onto the counter more
I looked up again
She was there
14 year old me
The one who self harmed for attention
She smiled to me
She had my favorite razor
I got rid of that one a year ago
She must have just found it for the first time
I still remember that day finding it
It felt so jagged in the right places
Sliding it across my skin would bring me joy
Nothing else did back then
She took the blade to her arm
And made me watch as she drew the blood
In one swipe
It went across her neck
I felt a pain in my stomach
I closed my eyes to open them to me
In the clothes from the car wreck
Tears were streaming down my face
Flashbacks of that day
The blood
The pain
She smiled
Blood fell out of her mouth
Onto the shirt that I will never forget
She waved to me again
I fell to the floor in pain
The hallucinations are back
I mixed too many meds
I was broken
I have no one else to blame
I see my problem
And I want help
It went too far this time
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PoetryThank you for clicking on my story now go on read it. What? You want more information on it? Ok, this is a just a compilation of poems that if I ever feel like writing one I'll post it here. Some may be good, some may be bad, but it helps me become...
