Best Poems Written by Makenna Burns

Why

I sit here feeling empty. Physically, I am in this world, mentally, gone. No one in this world, really knows what I feel inside. I lay shaking, pure confusion as I ask myself "should I do it?" Selfish me for not staying alive, no one hearing the painful screams and fearful cries. God please- can you hear me? The constant whys. Take me from this world, end my cries. The bottle of relief sits in front of me, staring me down. Take the pills and all the pain will go away. It will all be okay. I am unwanted. I am replaceable. I am unneeded. Thoughts running through my head screaming at me as I slowly open the bottle. 1..2..3.. I am free.

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