Make The Pain Go Away

Suicidal thoughts,
racing through my head.

I cut to make it go away,
but it doesn't work,
it's not enough.

I go in search of something else,
some pills maybe.

There's nothing strong in my house.

I'm loosing my mind,
going crazy.

I'm not okay,
as much as I want to think I am,
I'm not okay.

I'm going crazy,
crying one minute,
and pissed another.

As I look around my room,
the walls start to close in,
and my body starts shaking.

I reach for something,
anything,
anything to make the pain stop.

'pop'
one, two, three . . .
how many will it take,
to make the pain stop?

*No, I'm not a druggie, it's just something I wrote*