The Ultimate Vampire Resource and Directory

Please note that this poem has nothing to do with me other than I made the poem, nor does it hold any meaning to the people around me. Thank you for your time.



Pills



I am so tired, I seldom sleep.

So I take some pills, much better than sheep.



So while I sleep I am so high,

but my mother warns me that I may die.



I ignore all this, pill after pill,

and keeping taking them, even though they kill.



On my final night, I made no peep,

as the pills that helped me, took my life in my sleep.