One too many pills popped
One cut I made too deep
One more meal I couldn't eat
One more night I couldn't sleep
One too many movies watched
I guess my clock has finally stopped
I'm just waiting for my sandglass to be broken
So many bright white lights
Noises far and distant
faces blurry from my tears?
Or the medication
I feel my body trembling hard
Now I'm starting to see stars
Before I couldn't remember
Then before the dark took me
I knew why I'm on this stretcher
I couldn't deal with anything
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