I took a few pills in the hope that they would take away my pain They did for a little bit they made me so high that I couldn't feel anything When I awoke the next morning the pain hit me like a car So I took a couple more pills but I didn't get very far Once the effects of the pills wore off and there was no more high The pain got incredibly worse to the point it made me cry I took some more of those **** pills too upset to pay attention to the dose I never woke up the next morning I was stuck in a coma The doctors pronounced me dead without the breathing machine I wouldn't survive Yet something inside me said otherwise causing me to stay alive I woke up after two days of living in a comatose dream The pain came crashing down on me hard but it felt good to feel something Once I was able to breathe on my own the doctors explained to me what had happened They told me that I had overdosed as my family stood in the background crying They asked me question after question wanting to know why I took the pills I told them that I didn't know even though I knew the truth Life threw me a few curve ***** I wasn't quite ready to catch I thought the pills would help me instead the brought me closer to death The doctors sent me to rehab a place I had hoped to avoid I had a chance to change my life or endure another unplanned suicide I wasn't sure where to go with myself I just wanted my **** pills The pills didn't benefit me they just made me more emotionally ill The pain I faced hurt like hell that is when I missed pills the most The more I confronted my pain the more I began to feel like myself I learned that pills didn't help me at all they just fed the things that were hurting me the most My waking up in the hospital wasn't a miracle it was God's way of giving me the chance to save myself One year later I found those pills sitting in dust on my shelf they reminded me of my near death experience and how much they put me through hell I flushed those **** pills down the toilet for a minute I stood still I never in my life would have thought that my life would be forever changed by a pill.
This poem is dedicated to the following people:
To the friends I lost due to their addictions with pills and other drugs. I miss you terribly and I wish you were here with me today. I think about you all of the time and my heart stills aches for you all.
To the friends who have overdosed on pills and survived. I am really happy you are here and I am so proud of you for getting the help you need to live your lives to the fullest.
To the friends who are still addicted to pills and other drugs. I really wish you would get help because I miss you, I think you have so much to offer this world and it hurts to know you are wasting your lives hurting yourselves. I love you very much and I always will.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders WRITTEN ON: August. 20, 2014 Wednesday 3:01 AM