Overdose

Overdose

A Poem by Frito
"

Overdoes attempt

"
One pill two pill three pill four
Locked in the bathroom behind the door
Five pill six pill seven eight
The voices in your mind saying it's just fate
Nine ten eleven twelve
The empty bottles arranged on the shelves
Thirteen fourteen fifteen sixteen
You've tricked everyone into thinking you've stayed clean
Seventeen eighteen nineteen twenty
You keep going though you've had plenty
Twenty one twenty two twenty three twenty four
You start to feel dizzy and fall to the floor
Twenty five twenty six twenty seven twenty eight
Now you'll be able to clean your slate
Everything begins to be blurred
Not knowing anythings that's occurred
Your family leans over yelling and crying, it's hard to remember
Hearing the ambulance arrive that cold night in December
Believing the lies that filled your head 
Not wanting anything more than just to be dead
Being loved isn't something you know
It was finally time you just let go

© 2022 Frito


Author's Note

Frito
*could potentially be a trigger*

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Added on February 1, 2022
Last Updated on February 2, 2022
Tags: Dark, Overdose

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Frito
Frito

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"Softie. I named my doll Softie. See, even at two I knew that if you held something for long enough the edges stop being so rough." ~There's not a whole lot to me but I try to make sense of my feel.. more..

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A Poem by Frito


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A Poem by Frito