Tasha Lala

Pills

She takes the pills as an excuse to help her sleep...
When really she's just killing herself slowly...
Nobody know's how much she's hurting inside...
She's to weak to fight this feeling on her own...
No friends...
No one that love's her...
What is such a sad girl to do?
How is someone in so much pain to just stop?
So one day the bottle was empty...
Silence all through out the house...
An excuse to sleep?
Was just a cover-up for true pain...

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 23, 2009

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