I'm so tired of being sick and tired
To the point i thought about suicide, so many times.
A bottle of Oxycontin in my hand
one by one i dropped them in my mouth
Took the glass of water to my lips
The bitter taste...
I knew if i swallow i knew it was the end.
With tears in my eyes i thought of my family
And what this would cause them.
I couldn't do it i ran to the garbage can-
I spit them out and fell to the floor
I cried and scream to the top of my lungs
'' WHY ME!!!!! what have i done to suffer so
Am i that bad person that i deserve to die
PLEASE GOD TELL ME WHY..
I sat there in the corner of the bathroom
for what seems like forever but only hours
As i stood and walk to my room and layed down
in my narrow bed so tired.
I long to drift away to leave this miserable place
i call my life.
I'm so sick and tired of being tired
All i can do is wait for nature to take it course
and wait for this terrible disease carry me away!!
No longer tired finally i am at rest.
I had to write this.. i'm sorry about the format!!!
