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Bedtime Thoughts

Inside the Mind of a Teen

By Jacqueline EcheagarayPublished 8 years ago 2 min read

12/23/17

9:16

She's shaking

As it hits

Her heart that's

Been breaking for so long

Is coming to its end

No more

Please

I'm so tired

I can't

It's time to leave

Time to sleep

For a long

Long

Time

No more pain

No more hurt

No more anything

Everyone will be problem free

A calmer life

A happier life

They'll all live

I wasn't

What I was supposed to be ...

I forgot my place...

12-23-17

9:24

Why did it have to be me?

Why me?

Why is it always me?

Why can't I understand?

Why can't I follow?

Why am I so wrong?

Why me?

What's wrong with me...?

Why can't someone answer me?

12-23-17

9:26

Sleep

A beautiful thing it is

Eyes shut

No feelings

No people

Silence

Nothing's your fault

As you sleep

11-23-17

9:35

No one cares

Why do you think otherwise?

No one cares

What don't you understand?

No one cares

You're all alone

No one cares

Cry all you want

No ones coming

No one cares

Your not number one

No one cares

As you fall away into darkness

No one will be there for you as your crying

You're there for everyone

But sweetheart

Understand...

You're not important

12-23-17

9:43

She can't breathe

As realization hits her

Tears roll down her face

The lump in her throat gets bigger

Her body grows cold

It's time to go to bed...

12-23-17

11:50

Why won't anyone care

Why do I always have to be there

No one's here for me

She took one

She took two

She took three

She's on her fourth

She's so tired

So hurt

Her own friends

Stab her in her heart

All she wanted

Was someone to say

She mattered

She was important

But she understood

It was never going to happen

So she cries

Still Holding pill number five

12-24-17

12:40

She stopped

Surrounded by her sisters

She holds back tears

Don't do it

Don't go back

We promised each other

We wouldn't go back

Betterment

That's what we want

What we need

She places the pill

In its nasty orange container

Places the lid on

And closes it tight

We can make it

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