it's a new day
and you think you'll find a different way
to cope with not wanting to be alive
but it is all just the same
you lie
to hide the fact that you want to die
soon, you get caught up in all your lies
and you can't take the pressure of staying alive
that prescription you have?
you take it
you feel as though you are winning
as your room starts spinning
you think of everything leading up to this moment
as your eyes fall shut
when you wake up
this time not in your room
but a hospital bed
disappointed floods over you
and now you don't know what to do
it is a new day though,
maybe you'll find a different way
- Author: lexijani ( Offline)
- Published: February 20th, 2024 18:11
- Category: Unclassified
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Excellent.
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