O.D.
By drakemortuare13
I could not bear to see the sight
Gone form her eyes, life's beautiful light
Cold, pale, and dead she lay
The vile syringe still in her vein
I startled awake from the horrible nightmare
In my mind, I could still see her empty stare
Shaken, I was, and drenched in cold sweat
Had my heart not been stronger, surely, I would have wept
For such a sight, I wish never to see;
And the nightmare begone, forever form memory
As the sun rises, I kneel an pray
That she's still alive so I can see her today
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Copyright 2014 drakemortuare13
Published on Sunday, February 2, 2014.
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On Saturday, February 8, 2014, drakemortuare13
(6) wrote:
That dream was especially realistic. The next day I went to school and learned that my girlfriend-at-the-time had intentionally overdosed on medications.
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On Sunday, February 2, 2014, poe_lover28
(163) wrote:
also welcome to dp!
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On Sunday, February 2, 2014, poe_lover28
(163) wrote:
as a person whos gone through many night terrors, I know how awful this is im so sorry
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On Sunday, February 2, 2014, megaprime81
(740) wrote:
Tragedy, though sad and cold, can inspire such beautiful works and expression. Sorry for the loss. 10