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Aug 2015
I don't know where I'm going
I barely remember where I've been
I just can't go back there
Can't go back to him

I am my own prisoner
Trapped in my head
Nothing to live for
I'm better off dead

I look in the mirror
And all I can see
Is an old battered woman
That woman is me

I know I'm not dreaming
This nightmare is real
I don't want to live
I don't want to feel

Take me away
You pretty white pills
I know you can do it
Please finish the ****
GailForceWinds
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GailForceWinds  Montville, NJ
(Montville, NJ)   
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