Eerie silence
Clenched fists
A vein pulsating in the head
Loud, it could burst
Within one fist
A dozen tabs
Sleeping pills
In, they all go
One gulp, water and all
She rests her head down
The table floods
Her eyes still teary
Then black
Bright light streams in
No it’s not divine light or the sorts
Voices screaming,
Echo in the hallway.
“ive got a pulse”
“drain her out”
“An IV line now”
All black again
She awakes from a dream.
No a nightmare
Breaking out in a sweat
She shivers, so gladly
She thanks god, She didn’t die.
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