Thursday, May 7, 2009

obsessive compillsive.

lined up her pills, straight for decay
one, each square inch, to take the pain away
shoulder hurts, pop one in.
brain hurts, take another.
heart aches, take about four.

live the way you're living and you'll only meet him at your funeral.
no heartbeat, white skin, tight lips, not resting in peace.
gone internally, externally leaving.

the truth sets you free? more like it kills you. bones breaking, fingers shaking, go on, one more.
room spins.
pills win.
take you then, take you soon , take you now, take you down.

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