You have brought me to my knees.
Time and time again I’ve tried ending you.
How could you do this to me?
I no longer feel alive; therefore,
you have killed me.
I walk this earth against my will.
Mentally gone–yet physically here.
I have not seen my heaven..
I probably did not deserve one.
I’ve grown mad and tired of your games.
It ends here.
It ends now.
This poem was written/submitted by Megan.