Because nothing felt normal anymore.
Her heart felt empty,
and her mind was drowning.

Because she was a wandering ghost.
Living un-noticed by society;
she felt like the only one.

Because family was hard.
She would rather do anything else than go home,
where the words were sticks and stones.

Because everyday dragged on and on.
When she no longer knew the feeling of sleep,
and her pillow became a pool of tears.

Because she was numb.
Numb of people,
and numb of pain.

Because she couldn’t take it anymore;
the constant yearn to die,
the constant engulf of depression.

It was all too much.