YOU ARE READING Alone Poetry A new collection of poems Bottle 65 5 2 by ThePlotTwistIsReal by ThePlotTwistIsReal Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Sitting on my wardrobe Motionless It taunts me Beckoning me forth To open it And consume the contents within My little Taunting bottle Of meds That would kill me Just like that And right now I want them to...