She pop the cap, looking down at the cobalt blue ovals
Thinking, dreaming of how high they’ll let her fly
She tips out of the orange container into her shaking hand,
Knowing they will make her happy.
“Happy little pills” she thought when a grin appeared upon her solemn face
She tips her head back and tosses the pills in her mouth, takes her water and washes them down.
“More” was the only thought on her mind. She popped so many pills, over and over again.
She finally lay down to rest, hoping it would be her last time falling asleep.
She took a shaky breath and opened her eyes, she felt horrible.  She looked around and heard her mother walking in. Her mother took one look at her and called 911.
She looked up at her mother and took in a shaky breath and whispered “i’m sorry”
Her eyes glossed over and that was that.
She was
gone.