Empty Bottle

by Fighter (Ariane L.)   Mar 30, 2005


Every night, she would drain her sadness
She'd swallow pill after pill
Hoping that one day,
The pain would vanish.

The pain made her so sore.
It was too much for her,
It was too much to bare...
She couldn't take it anymore.

She emptied a bottle of pills,
Knowing that this may be it,
This may be the day
The pain will finally stop...

Her mother came home,
Oblivious to what was going on.
She knew nothing about the pain
Her daughter felt inside...

She saw the empty bottle
Lying by her daughter's side.
She ran to her daughter's body,
But she knew all hope was gone...

She tried to save her,
But it was too late...
Her daughter was gone,
She was too late...

© Fighter

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  • 19 years ago

    by ?

    Well written, might wake some people up, sad, I hope things are alright, keep it up xxx

  • 19 years ago

    by Noelle k.

    this is a really awesome poem well done like always. 5/5

    ~!~Noelle~!~

  • 19 years ago

    by Andrea

    wonderful poem, i love it!