Bitter Baby Blue Pills
17 March, 2006
Author: Megan
bitter baby blue pills
endlessly supplying cheap thrills
sitting there neatly on a table
killing my chances of getting stable
1 means you're normal
and 2 means you're okay
3 means you're buzzed past formal
and 4 leaves you wrecked all day
bitter baby blue pills messing with my eyes
as all emotion inside of me dies
you say i'm fine, but i feel stuck in place
leaving me with streams of tears rolling down my face
bitter baby blue pills, connecting us together
little pills of apathy, they make my heart quiver
bitter baby blue pills cause my soul to ache
you keep taking them with me, this habits too hard to break
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Gina (24.32.53.47) -- Wednesday, July 25 2007, 05:32 am The great deciever. |
Cody Christopher (65.6.255.224) -- Wednesday, April 9 2008, 12:15 am I like your poem its well written and can feel the emotions. What kind of pills are you talking about? Xanaxes or what? |
melissa (10.104.32.33) -- Wednesday, June 4 2008, 11:54 am iwould like to use your poem as a piece of work for school |
Brielle (98.222.228.52) -- Wednesday, January 14 2009, 08:06 pm Can I use your poem for a school assignment? I really like it. |
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