IF I should die before I wake the choice was MINE, my life to take,
When I'm Gone don't pretend to care,
I never felt ever longed or fit anywhere,
Nobody was there to notice my decline,
Was I ever worthy of anybody's time ?
In drugs I found comfort they numbed my pain,
The biggest mistake but I've only myself to blame,
Controlled by addiction how do I escape?
My whole life revolves around drugs with every move I make,
I hate who have become I feel lost and alone,
I live on the street nowhere to call home,
No fight no faith I can't take anymore,
Without my kids I have nothing to live for
The two I love the most hate, I failed as their mum,
My third suicide attempt won't fail.... I goodbye.... I I'm done!
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A scary poem of sad mental state. Well written about depression and lack of hope.
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