Never did I get the chance to make up my mind,
The pills were just sitting there on my desk in my room,
I always had some sort of liquid I could wash them down with,
But I've held back for so long.
I don't remember the reason why I didn't take them before,
Somehow I just couldn't resist,
I used to be alright and could live with my life,
But here I am crying on my bed trying to choose if I want to live.
I managed to get up from where I was lying down,
Walked over to the desk and picked up the pop,
Slowly and gently I put the pills in my mouth,
Swallowing them in just one great gulp.
I realized there's no turning back now,
I saw my life flash before my eyes,
I never knew the good points in my life,
I would always somehow make them negative.
But now that I look back in my life,
I had a great life and my family did care,
Even though they wanted me to be perfect,
They were still there.
I felt myself slowly going and I knew there's no more hope,
I fell to the floor and gasped for air,
I found a peice of paper for I knew my fait,
Got out a pen and started to write.
I could hardly write with my hands shaking,
But I managed with great strength,
The only strenghth I had left,
I knew I was going soon, leaving this dreadful place.
I crawled over to the windowsill,
Sat my back right up against the wall,
I pulled out the peice of paper,
And died right there.
My body lied on my bedroom floor,
I didn't have a chance anymore,
I was never happy but I knew I thought this was what I had wanted,
But maybe it wasnt.
It doesnt matter,
It was too late,
No one could save me,
They had to accept my own chosen fait.
*I know it's extremely bad but I dunno, my friend wanted me to write a poem about pills in 10 mins...
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