Samantha F. Robertson

Joined October 2020

3 stories

Bio

I talk about the hard stuff, the things that hurt, and embarrass, and try us. I decided it’s time to write about it, not just talk but write.

These writings are all true events in my life. Names have been changed.

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The Hospital!
It’s 4:00 am now, who the hell do I call? I‘m driving, I’m speeding, don’t hit the damn wall. What did the officer say when he left, an overdose, stages, and sometimes death.
By Samantha F. Robertson5 years ago in Poets
The Pills!
Think fast, think fast, no faster than that, how many were left, just do the damn math. In an instant her plea from weeks before, came into my mind like a slamming door.
By Samantha F. Robertson5 years ago in Poets
What was that noise?
A thud in the night awakens my sleep, another thud I hear, it sounds rather deep. I wait for a moment and listen some more, then I get up and go, straight to your door.
By Samantha F. Robertson5 years ago in Poets