Burden To Others Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Burden To Others



In an hour of darkness, I roam blindly,
searching for death's presence, so I
may walk away from life and exist in
heaven, free of earthly ailments and
strife.

Trials, too many to count, have
pulled me down into a quagmire of
remorse at still being alive and such
a burden to self and family.

Only wishing to have life completed
so I can move beyond it.

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