Tears fall, as I swallow the little pill,
Emptiness I don't know how to fill.
Waiting to feel the effect,
Instead I begin to reflect.
Maybe one more little one,
I know I am not done.
Pain, fear, and misery,
It never becomes history.
Down the hatch goes number three,
Maybe Ill finally be free.
After pill number four,
I get closer to the floor.
Imagine that knife sliding across my skin,
I know this is where I begin.
Vision becomes a blur,
Speech is now a slur.
Slowly the world begins to sway,
I smile while I finally fly away...
Invisible Poet
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/swallowing-the-pain-away/
