Unanswered

the overdose of emotions

So many questions
as I lie here on the floor
I can still hear everyone
as they wonder,
what went wrong
So many conclusions
nobody has facts
they all think its suicide
why don't they look back

Go into my past
I give you permission
Live my life
as you answer these questions

It was not suicide
its always the same,
nor what it overdose
I never touched those pills

It was the hatred
it was the love
the happiness and sadness
it got too much

so all in all
I'll tell you the answer
after all you can't hear

it was the hurt
it was the loneliness
it was the everything that made me who I am
In the end Emotions were the Murderer

Author's Note

here it is... I hope reader enjoyed it. Please do review....

Reviews

[al25]

This sounds very real. Really well done. I think you may want to change the 3rd line in your 3rd stanza but other than that I enjoyed reading this,