Over Dose

A Poem by talon530

Just an observation I had

                            Over Dose
Lonely and scared, thinking that no-body cared,
you took a ride, high in the sky.
Leaving all your cares behind, you were thinking
                    "I'll show them all"!
You were flying fine and so very high,
but you started to fall.
You took more pills, not knowing what they were
and you were on your way once again. Flying high and feeling free.
How many pills did you take? No-one's really sure.
Faster than the speed of light you couldn't really see.
You were going someplace, you didn't know where.
Then again, you didn't really care.
You were free and having fun!
As time went by, you slowed down
and began to fall faster than before.
You screamed "NO! THE TRIP CAN'T BE DONE!!!"
WHERE ARE THOSE PILLS? I GOTTA HAVE MORE!!!".
You took the remaining pills. "How many?", "Who cares?"
You thought. "These pills have opened the door!"
"Losers lose and only a fool shares!".
As you were flying, a sign you did pass.
"There is no return!" is what it said.
You wanted to stop, but you were going to fast.
Suddenly you were in total darkness, you were dead.
At your funeral, friends and relatives all were there.
Crying in disbelief, refusing to believe it was true.
They were the people you thought "who didn't care",
"The people who didn't really love you".

Your death was sad, but it made me mad.
That you couldn't look around and see,
that people cared indeed, people just like me.
If you would have, you'd be alive.
               Instead, you had to O.D.