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It has won
Sitting alone with the emptiness inside
Quietness all around except for my thoughts screaming out loud
Noticing straight ahead at the table in front
Sits a orange bottle examining me
A small dose that can ease my ache
Or a large amount that can't stop the pain
Thinking should I?
Must I?
Could I?
Would I?
Over & over in my head
Tear runs down my cheek
Realizing it has finally won
Pop 1, pop 3, pop 5 and so on
Positioned comfortably in my seat
Is this it I ask myself
As I wait to be released
Free from who I never wanted to be
Quietness all around except for my thoughts screaming out loud
Noticing straight ahead at the table in front
Sits a orange bottle examining me
A small dose that can ease my ache
Or a large amount that can't stop the pain
Thinking should I?
Must I?
Could I?
Would I?
Over & over in my head
Tear runs down my cheek
Realizing it has finally won
Pop 1, pop 3, pop 5 and so on
Positioned comfortably in my seat
Is this it I ask myself
As I wait to be released
Free from who I never wanted to be
Published 11th Apr 2015
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