I was eighteen and
Depressed.
So I took an entire
Bottle
Of aspirin.
How was I supposed to
Know it wouldn’t
Do shit.
So, decades later
Running away from ruin
And already failing two
Days before trying
To overdose on dexedrine,
You can’t,
I took a trip to a beautiful place
To die.
I drank through two hundred
Dollars of booze
And chased it with
Twenty pills of my anti
Psychotic,
That had no antidote,
And I woke up.
Unfortunately.








hope you’re feeling better now, take care, harriet-jacqui
I completely understand this I used to take twenty sleeping pills a day with my methadone because I just wanted to stay asleep I could have killed myself but didn’t I get your level of depression I was that depressed when I started using heroin I wish you peace ❤️
No worries. I’ll be fine. I mainly use poetry to cope with negative emotions.