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Apr 9
I wanted to start this off
With something I had in my head
…but once again
That is off and gone to bed

I will never forget
And before I can even speak it
The words you said

Oh  "Benadryl,
And a bottle of liquor! A hot bath…"
I’m getting sicker…
every day since

But here I am
Sitting…waiting…listening
Not because I need you (though I do so desperately)
So I can know you’re home safe and glistening

And he said….
You know what?

I
Am
Done
Writing
This
For
The likes of…
HIM

I have been destroyed
Beaten down
I don’t know what to do
Because before too long, I will too, drown.

Goodnight.

No.

Sitting here
Scared to death
Watching Suits
Just to calm my breath

Panic panic panic
I will not know
Till I *** on that stick
And if it’s negative…

“You need to pack your bags and go.”

Music education
My dream and I made it
But how can I do it
When my self worth falls down a stream

Stream of leaves
Stream my ***
Throw my food against the wall again
Tired of it…so feel my wrath

Grab me
Shake me
Throw me
Scream at me
...be the lover whose only other love knows who you aren't tired of and hopefully it's not me



Accept you will not face it



So I will continue
Starving
Fainting
Dying
Is that not what you wanted?

so let me die
Olive Dyer
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Olive Dyer  22/F/Michigan
(22/F/Michigan)   
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