Drowning my sorrows in music
And out of date prescription pills
When I breathe in I feel my ribs
Collapsing under tight tight skin
And I can still taste the vitamin in my throat
Is it too early to take another one?
I don't need breakfast
I'm eating my own body weight
When I breathe all I feel is pain
I have a headache coming on
I see him on the sidepath again
Symptoms of an overdose
Take another one, it a not quick enough
I feel confused I'm not sure why
Are my thighs smaller yet?
I took the bottle just in case
The more the take, the quicker I'll break
All the fat inside of me
Be pretty, be pretty.
My hand is shivering but I'm not cold
Breathing rabid but I'm not running
I'm going to sleep yet I'm not tired
And I'm dying, I'm dying,
im fine.
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Author:
Jo Middleton (
Offline) - Published: January 30th, 2018 10:36
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Well written. Although I’d like to mention that I think the word you were looking for was “breathe” rather than “breath”
For example, “I can not breathe” versus “I can not catch my breath”
Ah yes thank you for pointing that out
i normally don't comment on poems, but this one really hit home. it's well written i felt every word written. keep writing, sugar.
xoxo, L.D. Cameron
Thank you for your kind words:)
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