One Week Off Meds

One Week Off Meds

A Poem by Alexandra

So I’ll climb up my stairs
And I keep f*****g up
The guy I love thinks I’m so perfect
When I’m not even nearly as close
I want to drown in these waters
Every other night
Sink me further
I don’t want to breath anymore

So, don’t try to save me
If I die before the age of 22
I don’t fit the picture
I’m not bubbly
I’m not even f*****g happy
It’s all surface level stigma
That you put on people like me
I’m the most miserable
The most worthless
Piece of s**t
On this planet

So, don’t try to save
If I die before the age of 22

© 2019 Alexandra


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Added on January 4, 2019
Last Updated on January 4, 2019

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Alexandra
Alexandra

Roselle , NJ



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