angels exist only in the bare souls

of your eyes.

careless, all you've know was fear.

fear that you will not be enough for them.

isn't it sad that you can't tell how she's

killed herself inside?

oh God, is she lovely.

never once would you have thought that

pills would be the temporary cure.

the public will not realize until one too

many sedatives turn into self-murder

and no one can understand why you took your life.

only as vexed a person as you could feel your

worthlessness and self pity.

xanax and valium your closest friends;

zombified by suppressants.