The medicine cabinet is open
the pills all gone
The bottle it lays open
all the contents taken
The tear drops they tumble
right down each cheek
The good times reflected
and the bad times make we weak
Don’t bury my body in the ground
Don’t want to be seen with a frown
Far from here, it will bless me much,
No longer the pain and sorrow flow in me like it's in a rush,
I will die on this ground with pride in my heart,
But rest assured I know you will be strong
I couldn't help but die inside,
So I covered my pain no secrets to hide
You knew my secret you knew the truth,
Now that I have ended my Youth
I've lost myself blinded with tears
I'll take my life with no more fears
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Author:
Raquel G (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 4th, 2017 00:28
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Comments1
Strong emotional writing Dulcinea, well written. But is this really the solution?
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