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OVERDOSE by MarquisAmonArt, literature
Literature
OVERDOSE
Overdose
I woke up
knowing I was not free
I woke up
killing me once again
I woke up
bottle on the floor
I woke up
gun in my hand
I woke up
knowing it was over
I woke up
knowing she was on that plane
I woke up
Poured it in my glass again
I woke up
to look out the broken door again
I woke up
Sleeping in a lie of suffering
I woke up
to die on a memory
I woke up
to close my eyes again
I woke up
Knowing I would never be strong again
I woke up
music playing my last song
I woke up
Knowing it was over the cliffs edge
I woke up
knowing they don't want to remember me
I woke up
bible in the hand
I woke up
to go back to sleep with a lie
I woke up
to pray for death
I woke up
hearing nothing but the bottle hitting the floor, again
I woke up
to sing with that song on the radio, that makes me sleep
I went to sleep
accepting fate on a mountain road at night
I went to sleep
trying to kill myself once again
I went to sleep
knowing she was gone
I went to sleep
wanting to not be