melancholly

A little something i wrote before i went into rehab....
Let me know how you feel about it... positive and negative feedback is appreciated.

No title yet.

n the bathrub looking up
All the world is falling down
Tries to find some clairity
seems theres none to be found

four one zero, two eight seven
she doesnt finish dialing
noone will be home
she feels that shell be dying.

out the tub, onto the floor
clears her head, it fills once more
too many emotions, to much to manage
starts off the day with a disadvantage

she finds the bottle
oh so full, but not for long
with all the pink pills
theyll soon be gone

One Pill
two pill
Pink Pill
Blue Bill

Mr. Seuss, i think that would have made a better book
but since youre gone ill write it for you, take a look



One pill, down the hatch
two Pill, up the nose
Pink Pill gone too fast
Blue Pill, well I feel nothng I suppose

She lives her life
like everything is okay
Smile on her face
She goes on with her day

She Knows Shes lyin
Goes home, feels like cryin
She wants to live, shes really tryin
She knows its too late. Shes already Dyin.