Aug 28, 2017 · 1 min read
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Forty six pills
That I swallowed down my throat
The exact amount to make me die or having a coma
I did a meticulous research
I did not want to die
Death was not what I chased
I wanted an escape
To dismiss the pain
I could not take it anymore
I swear I thought I was about to go
There were slides
Of memorable memories in my life
I saw it peeled one by one
Then I was fading out
BOOM!
My heart was pounding
I woke up
On the very same bed
I did not die
What a shame
