I awoken,
Eyes so tear-filled.
A dream suddenly replays,
So many brain cells killed.
A glass of Vodka,
A fifth of Whiskey,
The pill bottle open,
Will you miss me?
Soul purpose of life,
Diminished so fast,
How could you do this,
Why not make it last?
Half a bottle later,
Four pills ingested,
World spinning fast,
For this life, I am tested,
Soon to be more,
Let this terrible life end,
The beginning is now,
Only toxic is my friend,
The pill bottle empty,
As the empty fifth hits the floor,
Body remains motionless,
And breathing...becomes no more.
motionless is our nature, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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How quickly life can end yet often just crying out for help. Thank you too for your biography it is a touchingstory of hope. You will help many in life