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Monday, January 23, 2006


   Pills
I'm angry at God. I'm angry at Doug and Sue. I'm angry at everyone i've ever met. And i have the greatest urge to see my blood run just to remind God that i'm still only human. To see blood run for some kind of release, any kind of release. Is it normal to think about suicide.....often?
And i just keep thinking about those pills. So many pills. They're just sitting there waiting for me. Purple and yellow ones, pink ones, red ones, yellow ones, clear ones. Just waiting. ALl i'd have to do is swallow. Just swallow. Swallow. And it'd all be gone. No more haunting memories, no more regret, no more pain, no more anger, no more hurt. They couldn't hurt me anymore. No more abuse. Escape. There's a lump in my throat, my eyes are bloodshot, and i'm tired of crying. I could fly away. Freedom in the form of a pill.

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