Not Enough.

A Poem by Casey Nicolee

Overdosed and sadly I am still here.

The ground is still, the air is thick and the emotions running through my body are so inevitable.

I am yelling at everyone and the words that come out of my mouth are so hostile and vulgar.

I am so pissed and the anger is building inside of me.

Pills and Drinks of poison I grant into my body.

The world keeps turning and I keep using up all my time, eventually I will be gone.

It wouldn't matter if these thoughts kill me because I'm already killing myself, slowly but surely.

I guess sadly I'm still here.

My heart destined to die and my body destined to survive.

This is killing me, I guess my prescribed meds didn't help.

You wished me to be better, but i'm worse and I can't feel my heart even beating. The sad thing about this is, I can't tell if i'm getting better or if I'm just getting used to the pain.

© 2014 Casey Nicolee

Author's Note

Why can't I just dissapear.

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Konigin

Casey... Your work paints a vivid picture of struggle and pain. It twisted my heart and left me breathless...
Its beautiful and REAL.

I just wanted you to know, that you aren't alone. I am here and so are your fellow writers... I know that it isn't much... But if it helps, that's good. If you ever need to talk or anything, message me. I have been here. In this dark place where life is nothing and you are done and its just a struggle to keep your head above the black, heartless water... So... Yeah... :) I hope things are at least okay...

Hope that you feel better and that you find something to help want to live again

-Chelsea