Crying alone,
Always alone,
Clasping my escape within my hands,
Shaking so violently, but careful not to spill,
One drop could mean I stay here in this hell, and it would only get worse
I fall to my knees begging for forgiveness and understanding,
As I lift the bottle to my lips,
The scars upon my wrists remind me of prior attempts to escape,
No, not this time, I have to make it somewhere better,
Somewhere, anywhere is better than this,
I tip the bottle back & death falls hard upon the back of my throat nearly choking.
I swallow & wait.
Not so long will I have to wait,
Wait for liberation
Hope
Happiness
I'm comming
I begin to fade away as I fall asleep,
I fall forward & complete darkness fills my mind,
Ah serenity
This poem has not been edited or fixed from its original version yet. Well, except for the words Ah Serenity at the end and the fact that from Not so long... on was not part of the real original poem of mine. I found this in my old room and decided to post it here. I shall return with more! Gwahahaha!
Let me know what you think,
DT
