I'm fineA Poem by I am renee
I've come to the point where living isn't an option
I can put on a brave face using this smile to create an illusion that I'm happy "happier than yesterday" My body aches And as I look down at these pills "these pills in my hand" The only way out is these f*****g pills in my hand My eyes tear up, my memory of my friends existence seems foggy, hands are shaking, and the sounds of knocks at the door welcomes me to reality "I'm fine" As I always say to my friends Just out of curiosity have you ever past out just to find yourself lying in a hospital bed After getting your stomach pumped "I overdosed" I've cried so much that it because common to where crying is my new best friend I've been battling with depression with the thought of committing suicide Tears flow gracefully down my cheeks "I'm fine" I say these words including a smile or a laugh to tell my friends "I don't want to talk about, I'm depressed and I want to kill myself more and more each day" Without even telling them that all I've cut myself every where you could think of I've stood on top of high buildings looking down imaging how many feet to the drop zone I've overdosed on medication and heroine Thousands of needle marks and scars "yet I'm wondering why I'm still alive" I'm only seventeen All these thoughts came into my head since the day my mom past and my dad molested me in my sleep "I put myself in corners" I don't like being touched No hugs No nothing Because at the end of every day and the start of a new morning I look at myself in the mirror Gazing into my own "wondering why does it have to happen to me" I wouldn't wish this s**t on anybody not even my worst enemies Crying just became my new best friend As tears roll down my cheek and needles shooting through my skin and blood vessels "I'm fine" © 2014 I am reneeReviews
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1 Review Added on July 28, 2014 Last Updated on July 28, 2014 AuthorI am reneeVAAbouti love writing for the enjoyment. im black and white, and i only write about things that come to mind. ive already written a book call the rhythm of poetry. more..Writing
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