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Jan 2014
It will be a hot day in July.
the kind that cuddles you.
like a padded cell.
insulation.
ill have lost maybe another 20/30lbs
i still wont have a good excuse in McDonalds
but these morons, who even cares what they think.
its just dust between their ears.  
ill take my scotch and my cigarettes
with me.
we'll have our usual 8 hours of
non-stop
drinking.
Tequila.
*****.
Scotch.
Wines.
Fishbowls.
C­ocktails.
kissing laughing *** drugs
flashes of scars from a flare of a skirt but
people are too polite to save anyone's life.
Tonight.
Tonight.
Tonight.
she told me a few months back that i should see someone.
we fell out.
because she knew.
and i couldn't make her crazy too
i love her too much.
the best friend i ever had.
Ill tell all my friends i love them.
Ill say goodbye to him.
and that ill love him
forever.
no matter what.
ill take some more pills.
all the pills you could dream of.
50? Maybe 100?
like a kid in a candy shop.
ill feel my escape route appear
like a tunnel the baddies would use in ****** Doo.
it will appear
and tunnel through my veins.
i wont cry.
ill watch the stars until they disappear.
and that's my plan.

The Rest Is Silence.
Written by
katie  Scotland
(Scotland)   
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