Little Blue, White, and Red Pills

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Why am I not dead yet?

I wake up and I wonder

This is only one of the 67 fucking things that I can count that I fail at

Six of each

Six of each

Prescribed for a woman twice my size

I avoid my eyes as I brush my teeth

How am I not dead yet?

I tried

I close the door

I turn off the lights and cry

I only have fifteen minutes

My face leaks for less than that


I rinse and I am ready for my day

Created: Aug 19, 2012

Tags: depression, free-verse, dying, girl, morning ritual, hurt, suicide, death, youth, story, tears, pain, teenager

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