Decent Poem...... Untitled.... :) Poem by Heather Taylor

i know she says these things only because she's crazy. often times come that want to make us lazy. sometimes that seems to only stand in my way. all i can do is stand by and wait for time to become another day.
in the end comes death, that one thing we all seem to share.
only when we start to fade away is it that people become aware. i'll cry another tear, and down my face i'll let it slowly slip.
i am patiently and sadly waiting for the doctor to write that next script. i need him to send me on my way with that next fix.
i am ashamed as people look at my writs and see these bloody little nicks. on rainy days we go on
swimming out
swimming out into my mind,
and we colorfully explain it to the blind. letting them see what i see, all the neat things i hide inside of me.
i don't feel the sun's coming out today. it's gonna find another way.
you'll discover that when you stop dreaming, it's time to die.
don't sit ther and wonder about it or ask yourself why.