Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Overdose


The first time I overdosed , I felt nothing .
I didn't want to go to the emergency room ,
So I threw it all up .
I texted my dad ,
Saying I took too many pills ,
And everytime ive overdosed ,
I always down played it .
Ive always tried to act
Like it wasn't a big deal .
 
 That having urge to swallow a whole bottle of pills
Was something normal people do .
My dad hurried home and saw the empty bottle ,
And he shook me ,
I mumbled " I threw it all up "
He had to wake me up every 15 minutes ,
To make sure I was okay .
 
But let me tell you now ,
It was a big deal .
The third time I overdosed
I was at school.
They all knew I wasn't okay.
I slept in the office
I didn't want to go to the ER.
I just wanted to go home .
All I wanted to do was sleep.
But again , I just said ,
" I think I took to many pills this morning"
The fifth time I overdosed ,
My dad found the empty pill box ,
I hallucinated , I had a fever.
I couldn't move my legs .
All I could do is scream .
"don't take me to the hospital this time "
I became friends with a girl who had overdosed .
Shes one of my best friends now ,
When I heared she was hospitalized ,
It made me realize how real this really was.
 
A couple months ago , another friend overdosed .
Do you realize how fucked up this is ?
That ive done it so many times ,
That I know the exact procedure that shes going through ?
She messaged me saying ,
" I took took a bunch of pills ,
But I realized I didn't want to die ,
I don't know what do to anymore , help"
Now im screaming at her over the screen ,
That she should throw it all up and call 911,
Because sometimes when someone you love ,
Decided that they hate the world ,
That's all you can do ,
You cant teleport through the phone ,
Or travel through the internet.
You cant be there to hold them ,
Or take them to the hospital .
Your love is not charcoal that can
Absorb all their poison in their life.
I know , love that you would have done all you could.
Sometimes words aren't enough ,
Sometimes love isn't enough,
Sometimes a person needs to try dying
To know that that's not what they really want.
Theres nothing you could have done .
You've done all you could
Just keep loving them .
But you see the thing is,
I got lucky .
Ive made it back from 5 overdoses
Without a scratch on me .
But that's not always the case .
My teachers step daughter still has a scar on her heart,
To this day,
On the anniversary of her death ,
Her step mother stays hom,e from school ,
Her sisters in a bad mental state,
Her family has fallen apart ,
You overdose because you think
You'll get a peaceful release from death ,
But its not .
Its not like falling asleep .
Hollywood has you believing an overdose is how a lady should exit the world.
As quiet as she came in ,
Peaceful and untouched .
You will go out kicking and screaming ,
And wishing you hadn't taken them,
 
 
by:  Lilly gonzalez
 
 



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