Morwalo (Burden) Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

I remember the time I was suicidal
My mind was windy with thoughts
There was a kite in my mind
Made of "you're a burden" and "kill yourself"
I got so close to severing my lifeline
But I didn't
I don't know why
I don't regret it though
In fact, I could say I'm glad I didn't, most times

I get tired of feeling like I'm not enough
I get tired of being told I'm not enough
I get tired of trying because
Everything I do is never enough
I'm not ready for the end of the story
But sometimes, I want to end my book midsentence
I could say that.