Pills

She swallows her 44th pill,
hoping that should be enough to kill,
as now every painkiller has gone,
she has swallowed her last ever one,

Someone is knocking on the door,
as she is dieing on the floor,
her heart starts beating faster than fast,
she hoped this time her death would last,

She never once thought it was a mistake,
for it was her own life to take,
her time is slowly ticking away,
she won't live to see the end of the day,

Her body was found an hour too late,
her suicide note filled with hate,
painkiller packets near her head,
she is happier now that she's dead.