Her Farewell

She wasn't made to be an adult
Not for real
Everyday tasks like cleaning made her feel
Empty
Angry with the world
How much of one girl can you ask?
Each night she lie in bed sobbing
Head throbbing
Heart pounding in her ears
Chest tightening in fear
That her best would never be
Quite enough
Life is tough when you're battling yourself
Add depression, anxiety, and everything else
You'll get a soul ready to depart
With such an airy heart
And a tilt to the bottle
One pill, ten pills, twenty pills
She's swallowed
Lie back baby girl
Rest your precious head
And drift away
To your eternal bed