PILLS

by Mari Omtvedt   May 17, 2006


Sitting down and looking at a box

a box full of pills

there are tears rolling down my face

i am thinking is she going to die soon

the way she coughs

the wasy she smokes

the pain killers

the aches

the tears

i am just sitting here to wait

to see if she does

i am just going to keep staring

at the box

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  • 19 years ago

    by Shauna

    This is the FBI.
    We have notified your personal attempts/thoughts towards suicide and have taken the proper measures for people of your mental condition.

    We realise that suicide is a cry for help.

    We have traced you and prepare to take steps towards a rest home, or whatever necessary, based on the results of the evaluation you will be given.

    Regards

    Federal Bureau of Investigation / Law Enforcement services / ACLU and inc.

  • 19 years ago

    by ~*~Tiffany C.~*~

    Omg that is so sad it made me cry because i know how u feel ne waz i am here 4 u 5/5

    much love
    tiff
    plz check out my poems

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