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Dec 2017
My coffee is growing cold
My meal remains uneaten
My life is falling apart
I know now that I’m beaten

The television hisses
Like me it can’t find a station
Lost on the path of despair
Cut off from a destination

Darkness a cloak of silence
Stifling every sensation
I’m numbed and without purpose
In a world of deprivation

And yet I still hear voices
They scream my desperation
Why is no one listening
Can’t you feel my frustration

My gaze rests on the bottle
Unopened beside my plate
A small but chilling reminder
I’m not in control of my fate

My eyes overflow with tears
The letters dance on the label
I wrestle off the ***** top
And slam it down on the table

My heart begs for an ending
My head for a new beginning
Tossing a coin heads or tails
Life or death which is winning

The rattling spill of pills
The promise of my release
Each a little white miracle
The magical wand of peace

To sleep without the dreaming
To never feel any more pain
Ah such a sweet seduction
Filters its way into my brain

Have I the courage to choose
To stay here another night
Broken into tiny pieces
Or walk away from this fight

The decision is mine to make
I’m not sure that I know how
Outside the dawn is breaking
Today I am alive for now
Clare Coffey
Written by
Clare Coffey  Bedfordshire
(Bedfordshire)   
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