Homicidal Suicide Poem by Jessica Foster

The Pills are right there
There’s enough to finally make you aware…
Aware of how you hurt me.
Aware of how you ruined my life.
Aware of how far I was willing to go to prove you wrong.
Aware of how pain and guilt truly feel.
Aware of how you are slowly killing me.
Aware of how your lies affected me.
Do you get it now that my life is on the line?
You killed me every time we kissed and you told me you loved me.
If I overdose would you remember it’s your fault?
It was your lies and put-downs that brought me to tears one too many times?
Do you get the picture now…
My life is falling to the pavement
It’s opened the pill bottle
It’s holding the knife to my wrists
It’s the stool under my noose
And I figure you can’t forget me now…
Now that I’m gone.